 | Jewel - 1839
...summer has o'er brimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft beneath thy store? Sometime whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind, As on a half-reap 'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt, Henry Hart Milman, John Keats - 1840 - 522mga pahina
...bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes...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
...bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes...Thee 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... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844
...bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cells. soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume... | |
 | 1909
...thatch-eaves run; To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes...Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of... | |
 | Robert Carruthers - 1844
...summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometime«, en-bower the bride And bridemaids singing are : And hark ! the little vesper bel soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 504mga pahina
...the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells, Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ' Sometimes...Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a ir<1i ,iii -M furrow sound asleep, [hook Drowsed with the... | |
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1846
...bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cells. " Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes,...Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind : Or on a half reap'd furrow, sound asleep ! Drows'd with the fumes... | |
 | John Keats - 1846
...the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes...Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a ha.lf-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume... | |
 | John Keats - 1846
...the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes...Thee 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... | |
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Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor... 
