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" Twelve years have elapsed since I last took a view Of my favourite field, and the bank where they grew; And now in the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat that once lent me a shade. The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the... "
Proceedings of the Literary & Philosophical Society of Liverpool - Pàgina 48
per Literary and Philosophical Society of Liverpool - 1884
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Poems, Volum 1

William Cowper - 1806 - 478 pàgines
...FIELD. THE poplars are felled, farewell to the shade, And the whispering sound of the cool colonade; The winds play no longer and sing in the leaves, Nor Ouse in his bosom their image receives. Twelve years have elapsed, since I last took a view Of my favourite field, and...
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The Poetical Works of William Cowper: Of the Inner Temple, Esq, Volum 3

William Cowper - 1806 - 226 pàgines
...FIELD. THE poplars are felled, farewell to the shade, And the whispering sound of the cool colonade ; The winds play no longer and sing in the leaves, Nor Ouse on his bosom their image receives. Twelve years have elapsed, since I last took a view Of my favourite...
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Poems, Volum 1

William Cowper - 1808 - 354 pàgines
...' .THE POPLAR FIELD. •V ' THE poplars are felled, farewell to the shad?, And the whispering sound of the cool colonnade ; The -winds play no longer and sing in the leaves, Nor Ouse on his bosom their image receives. Twelve years have elaps'd, since I last took a viev? Of my favourite...
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Poems, Volum 1

William Cowper - 1810 - 422 pàgines
...lite, genis. THE POPLAR FIELD. THE poplars are felled, farewell to the shade, And the whispering sound of the cool colonnade; The winds play no longer and sing in the leaves, Nor Ouse on his bosom their image receives. Twelve years have elaps'd, since I last took a view Of my favourite...
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Poems, Volum 1

William Cowper - 1810 - 390 pàgines
...FIELD. THE poplars are felled, farewell to the shade, And the whispering sound of the cool colounade ; The winds play no longer and sing in the leaves, Nor Ouse on his bosom their image receives. Twelve years have elaps'd, since I last took a view Of my favourite...
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Poems, Volum 1

William Cowper - 1812 - 396 pàgines
...lite, genis. THE POPLAR FIELD. THE poplars are felled, farewell to the shade, And the whispering sound of the cool colonnade; The winds play no longer and sing in the leave*, Nor Ouse on his bosom their image receives. Twelve years have elaps'd, since I last took a...
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Poems, Volum 1

William Cowper - 1817 - 252 pàgines
...FIELD. THE poplars are felled, farewell to the shade, And the whispering soond of the cool colonade . The winds play no longer and sing in the leaves, Nor Ouse on his hosom their image receives. Twelve years have elapsed since I last took a view Of my favourite...
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Poems, Volum 1

William Cowper - 1818 - 314 pàgines
...lite, genis. THE POPLAR FIELD. THE poplars are fell'd, farewell to the shade, And the whispering sound of the cool colonnade , The winds play no longer and sing in the leaves, Nor Ouse on his bosom their image receives. Twelve years have elaps'd, since I last took a view Of my favourite...
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Poems

William Cowper - 1818 - 448 pàgines
...genis. THE poplars are felled, farewell to the shade, And the whispering sound of the cool colonade ; The winds play no longer and sing in the leaves, Nor Ouse in his bosom their image receives. Twelve years have elapsed since I last took a view Of my favourite field, and...
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The minor poems of William Cowper, Volum 1

William Cowper - 1818 - 244 pàgines
...FIELD. THE poplars are fcll'd, farewell to the shade, And the whispering sound of the cool colouade: The winds play no longer and sing in the leaves, Nor Ouse in his bosom their image receives. Twelve years have elapsed since I last took a view Of my favourite field, and...
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