 And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd...  The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century - Stran 310avtor: Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 504 straniCelotni ogled - O knjigi
 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1820 - 636 strani
...the core ; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer...Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook .,, Spares the next... | |
 | Ralph Griffiths, George Edward Griffiths - 1820 - 574 strani
...cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still...cease, For summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells. II. ' Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting... | |
 | William Jillard Hort - 1822 - 234 strani
...cottage trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core, To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel nuts With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still...Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep Drowsy with fume of poppies,... | |
 | 1843 - 684 strani
...trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core ; To swell the ground, and plump the hazel-shells 'With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, ^ And...cease, For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells." The last half of the month. — The wheatear, grasshopper-warbler, sedge-bird, chiffchaff, &c., leave... | |
 | Author of The young man's own book - 1836 - 336 strani
...cottage-trees? And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core ; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel-shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still...floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or in a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 strani
...and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flower for the bees, Until they think warm days will never...sitting, careless, on a granary floor, — Thy hair soft lifted by the winnowing wind : Or, on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 strani
...and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flower for the bees, Until they think warm days will never...sitting, careless, on a granary floor, — Thy hair soft lifted by the winnowing wind : Or, on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 strani
...and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flower for the bees, Until they think warm days will never...thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes whoever seeks ahroad may find Thee sitting, careless, on a granary floor, — Thy hair soft lifted hy the winnowing... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 strani
...fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel-ehells With a sweet kemel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers...whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a gmnary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Dr on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep,... | |
 | John Keats - 1841 - 254 strani
...cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core ; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still...Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath... | |
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