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...girdling city's hum. How green under the boughs it is ! How thick the tremulous sheep-cries come ! Sometimes a child will cross the glade To take his...is here ! What blowing daisies, fragrant grass ! An air-stirr'd forest, fresh and clear. Scarce fresher is the mountain-sod Where the tired angler lies,...

...girdling city's hum. How green under the boughs it is ! How thick the tremulous sheep-cries come ! Sometimes a child will cross the glade To take his nurse his broken toy ; 10 Sometimes a thrush flit overhead Deep in her unknown day's employ Here at my feet what wonders...

...schön und breit, Die Brücke der Dreifaltigkeit. VERSION ANGLAISE Lines written in kensington Gardent Here at my feet what wonders pass, What endless, active...is here ! What blowing daisies, fragrant grass ! An air-stirr'd forest, fresh and clear. Scarce fresher is the mountain sod Where the tired angler lies,...

...pleasant things about natural objects, but none more delightful than in his lines on the daisy— " Here at my feet what wonders pass, What endless active life is here, What blooming daisies, fragrant grass, An air-stirred forest, fresh and clear ! " Nor must we omit Burns's...

...Sleasant things about natural objects, but none more elightful than in his lines on the daisy — " Here at my feet what wonders pass. What endless active life is here, What blooming daisies, fragrant grass. An air-stirred forest, fresh and clear ! " 96 " Wee, modest, crimson-tipped...

...boughs on either hand, And at its head to stay the eye, Those dark-crowned, red-boled pine-trees stand. Here at my feet what wonders pass ! What endless active...fragrant grass ! An air-stirred forest, fresh and clear. In the huge world which roars hard by Be others happy if they can ; But in my helpless cradle, I Was...

...the boughs it is! How thick the tremulous sheep-cries come! Sometimes a child will cross the glade 10 To take his nurse his broken toy; Sometimes a thrush...what wonders pass, What endless, active life is here! 15 What blowing daisies, fragrant grass ! An air-stirr'd forest, fresh and clear. Scarce fresher is...

...girdling city's hum. How green under the boughs it is ! How thick the tremulous sheep cries come ! Sometimes a child will cross the glade To take his...life is here ! What blowing daisies, fragrant grass ! And air-stirr'd forest, fresh and clear. Scarce fresher is the mountain-sod Where the tired angler...

...girdling city's hum. How green under the boughs it is ! How thick the tremulous sheep-cries come ! Sometimes a child will cross the glade To take his...is here ! What blowing daisies, fragrant grass ! An air-stirr'd forest, fresh and clear. Scarce fresher is the mountain-sod Where the tired angler lies,...