 | K. H. Anthol - 2003 - 344 pages
...bees, Until they think warm days will never cease. For summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cells. II 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... | |
 | Geoffrey O'Brien, Billy Collins - 2007 - 544 pages
...they think warm days will never cease, OF NATURE por Summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cells. -I 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 self-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of... | |
 | 張錯 - 2005 - 360 pages
...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 poppies,...its twined flowers And sometimes like a gleaner thou doth keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest... | |
 | 2005 - 334 pages
...later flowers for 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...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 of... | |
 | Diane Ravitch, Michael Ravitch - 2006 - 512 pages
...later flowers for the 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...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 fume of... | |
 | 2006 - 206 pages
...chanteuse et le jeune homme alité, mais c'est précisément ce mouvement qui manque de tout gâcher : Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes...Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by thé winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with thé fume... | |
 | Stanley Plumly - 2008 - 410 pages
...floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winmowing wind; Or on a half reap 'd furrow sound asleep, Dosed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the...flowers; And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Stready thy laden head across a brook; Or by a Cyder press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last... | |
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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, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy... 
