 | 1801 - 450 pàgines
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 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 pàgines
...take my little pon-inger, " And eat ray supper there. " The first that died was little Jane ; " In bed she moaning lay, " Till God released her of her...So in the church-yard she was laid, " And all the slsmmer dry, " Together round her grave we played, " My brother John and I. " And when the ground was... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 pàgines
...take my little porringer, ' > . " And eat my supper there. " The first that died was little Jane; " In bed she moaning lay, " Till God released her of her pain, " And then she went away. " So in die church-yard she was laid, . " And all the summer dry, « " Together round her grave we played,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 442 pàgines
...fair, J take my h'ttle porringer, And eat my supper there. The first that djed was little Jane; In bed she moaning lay, Till God released her of her pain; And then she went away. 24 So in the church-yard she was laid; And all the summer dry, Together round her grave we played,... | |
 | John Bowdler - 1821 - 510 pàgines
...When it is light and fair, *' I take my little porringer, "' The first that died was little Jane, " In bed she moaning lay, " 'Till GOD released her of her...the church-yard she was laid, " And, all the summer day, " Together round her grave we play'd, " My brother John and I. " And when the ground was white... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1825 - 404 pàgines
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 | 1826 - 638 pàgines
[ El contingut d’aquesta pàgina està restringit ] | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 416 pàgines
...fair, I take my little porringer, And eat my supper there. The first that died was little Jane; In bed she moaning lay, Till God released her of her...went away. So in the church-yard she was laid ; And when the grass was dry, Together round her grave we played, My brother John and I. And when the ground... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 pàgines
...fair, I take my little porringer, And eat my supper there. The first that died was little Jane; In bed she moaning lay. Till God released her of her...brother John and I. And when the ground was white with mow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side. How many... | |
 | 1828 - 188 pàgines
...my supper there. The first that died, was little Jane, In bed she moaning lay ; 'Till God releas'd her of her pain, *And then she went away. ,- "*' So...And all the summer dry; Together round her grave we play'd, My brother John and I. And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide ;... | |
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And when the ground was white with snow And I could run and slide. My brother John was forced to go. And he lies by her side. 
