 THE days are cold, the nights are long, The north- wind sings a doleful song ; Then hush again upon my breast ; All merry things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty Love...  Primary Education - 第 472 頁1918完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | William Wordsworth - 1878 - 846 頁
...may end ; I have no other earthly friend ! • 1804 XXV. THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. BT MY SISTtK. The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, The crickets long have ceased their mirth There "a nothing stirring in the house, Save one wee, hungry, nibbling mouse : Then why so busy thou... | |
 | William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1880 - 676 頁
...that my woes may end ; 1 haye no other earthly friend. THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. BY A FEMALE FRIEND. THE days are cold, the nights are long, The north...mirth; There's nothing stirring in the house Save one wtt, hungry, nibbling mouse. Then why so busy thou ? Nay' start not at that sparkling light; Tis but... | |
 | New national reading books - 1880 - 120 頁
...for-get cun-ning child-ren hab-its self-ish prop-er bet-ter THE COTTAGE MOTHER. 45 THE COTTAGE MOTHER. 1 THE days are cold, the nights are long, The North...things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty love ! 2 The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, The crickets long have ceased their mirth ; There's nothing... | |
 | Moffatt and Paige - 1880 - 104 頁
...because it is the name of common persons. Noun, proper — because it is the name of a particular place. The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, The crickets long...in the house, Save one wee hungry, nibbling mouse. The strawberry blossom withers, Its beauties seem to pass, The faded leaves are scattered Unheeded... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1881 - 732 頁
...1804. THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. BY MY SISTER. THE days are cold, the nights are long, The north-wind sings a doleful song ; Then hush again upon my breast...things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty Love I The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, The crickets long have ceased their mirth ; There's nothing stirring... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1882 - 520 頁
...XXV. THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. BV MY SISTEE. THE days are cold, the nights are long. The north-wind sings a doleful song ; Then hush again upon my breast...mirth ; There's nothing stirring in the house Save one wef, hungry, nibbling mouse, Then why so busy thou? Nay! start not at that sparkling light ; 'Tis but... | |
 | William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1882 - 642 頁
...are cold, the nights are long, The north-wind sings a doleful song ; Then hush again upon my hreast ; Catullus, Terence, and Lucretius, and that of Statius...the age of Shakspearc uid Beaumont and Fletcher, ioett hungry, nihhling mouse, Then why so husy thou? Nay! start not at that sparkling light ; TIs hut... | |
 | John Miller D. Meiklejohn - 1882 - 206 頁
...air ; And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair, and very fair ; Her beauty made me glad. Ex. 88. The days are cold, the nights are long, The north wind sings a doleful song. Ex. 89. I have-walked through wildernesses dreary, And to-day my heart is weary. Ex. 90. — Parse... | |
 | New national reading books - 1885 - 128 頁
...47 31. THE COTTAGE MOTHER. dole-ful mer-ry pret-ty kit-ten breast hearth hun-gry crick-et win-dow 1 THE days are cold, the nights are long, The North...things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty love ! 2 The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, 3 Nay, start not at that sparkling light, 'Tis but the moon... | |
 | Cassell, ltd - 1885 - 128 頁
...nib-bling be-drop-ped THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. 1. The days are cold, the nights are long, The north-wind sings a doleful song ; Then hush again upon my breast...things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty love. 2. The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, The crickets long have ceased their mirth ; There's nothing stirring... | |
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