 He wooes the bright sun o'er the lea With a flourish of his horn. So the thrush, the thrush, the old gray thrush, A merry, blithe old boy is he ; You may hear him on the roadside bush, Or the topmost twig of the mountain tree. To come with the balmy breath...  Poems - Side 95av Edward Capern - 1856 - 215 siderUten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | Edward Capern - 1856 - 246 sider
...notes to me, When piping to the morn, He wooes the bright sun o'er the lea With a flourish of his horn. So the thrush, the thrush, the old gray thrush, A...roadside bush, Or the topmost twig of the mountain tree. To come with the balmy breath of Spring, And chant to the orient beam, To hop on his favourite bough,... | |
 | James Anthony Froude, John Tulloch - 1856 - 800 sider
...song the poet's breast, He haunteth the green-roofed wood. О the thrush, the thrush, the old grey thrush, A merry, blithe old boy is he, You may hear him on the roadside bush, Or the topmoet twig of the mountain tree. Self-meditation is said often to be the vice of modern poete ; a... | |
 | Edward Capern - 1859 - 218 sider
...notes to me, When piping to the morn, He wooes the bright sun o'er the lea With a flourish of his horn. So the thrush, the thrush, the old gray thrush, A...roadside bush, Or the topmost twig of the mountain tree. To come with the balmy breath of Spring, And chant to the orient beam, To hop on his favourite bough,... | |
 | Edward Capern - 1859 - 212 sider
...notes to me, When piping to the morn, He wooes the bright sun o'er the lea With a flourish of his horn. So the thrush, the thrush, the old gray thrush, A...roadside bush, Or the topmost twig of the mountain tree. To come with the balmy breath of Spring, And chant to the orient beam, To hop on his favourite bough,... | |
 | Francis William Newman - 1868 - 226 sider
...topmost twig, To carol forth his glee, And none can dance a merrier jig, Or laugh more loud than he. A. So the thrush, the thrush, the old gray thrush, A...roadside bush Or the topmost twig of the mountain tree. 3. Ere Spring, arrayed in robes of green, Bids beautiful flow'rets start, He cheereth up dull December's... | |
 | Charles Bilton - 1868 - 216 sider
...blackbird's lay is louder and stronger, and the thrush, after some few attempts, bursts into song. A merry blithe old boy is he ; You may hear him on the roadside bush, On the topmost twig of the mountain tree. In April, the woods, fields, and hedge-rows arc all alive... | |
 | James Cornwell - 1870 - 152 sider
...meets the bright sun o'er the lea With a flourish of his horn. So the thrush, the thrush, the old grey thrush, A merry, blithe old boy is he ; You may hear...roadside bush, Or the topmost twig of the mountain tree. To come with the balmy breath of Spring, And shout to the orient beam ; To hop on his favourite bough,... | |
 | James Cornwell - 1870 - 156 sider
...meets the bright sun o'er the lea With a flourish of his horn. So the thrush, the thrush, the old grey thrush, A merry, blithe old boy is he ; You may hear...roadside bush, Or the topmost twig of the mountain tree. To come with the balmy breath of Spring, And shout to the orient beam ; To hop on his favourite bough,... | |
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