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" He sang of love, with quiet blending, Slow to begin, and never ending ; Of serious faith, and inward glee ; That was the song, the song for me... "
Latin Hymns, with English Notes: For Use in Schools and Colleges - Page 250
edited by - 1875 - 333 pages
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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volume 4

William Wordsworth - English poetry - 1883 - 406 pages
...pass to those of sound.* ' Over his own sweet voice the Stock-dove brood* ; of the same bird, ' Hia voice was buried among trees, Yet to be come at by the breeze ; ' ' O Cuckoo ! shall I call thee Bird, Or but a wandering Voice f ' The stock-dove is said to coo,...
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Text-book of Poetry: From Wordsworth, Coleridge, Burns, Beattie, Goldsmith ...

Henry Norman Hudson - English poetry - 1882 - 720 pages
...the loves Now sleeping in these peaceful groves. 1 heard a Stock-dove sing or say His homely tide, this very day ; His voice was buried among trees, Yet to be come-at by the breeze : He did not cease; but coo'd and coo'd; And somewhat pensively ho woo'd: He...
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The poetical works of William Wordsworth, ed. with a critical memoir by W.M ...

William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1882 - 642 pages
...; And steady hliss, and all the loves Now sleeping in these peaceful groves. I heard ,* Stock -dove all, for Emily ! " Tumultuous noises filled the hall ; And huried among trees, Yet to he come-at hy the hreeze : He did not cease ; hut cooed — and cooed ;...
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The Poets' Birds

Phil Robinson - Birds in literature - 1883 - 540 pages
...suspends His long love-ditty for my near approach. —CMpcr: Winter Walk. (36) I heard a stbck-dove sing or say His homely tale this very day; His voice...breeze ; He did not cease, but cooed and cooed, And sometimes pensively he woo'd ; He sang of love with quiet blending, Slow to begin and never-ending...
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Wordsworth to Dobell

Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1883 - 734 pages
...dews, and silent night ; And steady bliss, and all the loves Now sleeping in these peaceful groves. I heard a Stock-dove sing or say His homely tale,...day ; His voice was buried among trees, Yet to be come-at by the breeze : He did not cease ; but cooed — and cooed ; And somewhat pensively he wooed...
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The English poets, selections, ed. by T.H. Ward. Wordsworth to Dobell ...

Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883 - 686 pages
...in mockery and despite Of shades, and dews, and silent night ; And steady bliss, and all the loves I heard a Stock-dove sing or say His homely tale,...day ; His voice was buried among trees, Yet to be come-at by the breeze : He did not cease ; but cooed — and cooed ; And somewhat pensively he wooed...
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Wordsworth to Dobell

Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1884 - 654 pages
...in mockery and despite Of shades, and dews, and silent night ; And steady bliss, and all the loves I heard a Stock-dove sing or say His homely tale,...day ; His voice was buried among trees, Yet to be come-at by the breeze : He did not cease ; but cooed — and cooed ; And somewhat pensively he wooed...
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Birds and Their Nests

Mary Howitt - Birds - 1885 - 122 pages
...sees in this bird an example of unobtrusive home affection. He says : — r WOOD-PIGEONS AND NEST. " I heard a stock-dove sing or say His homely tale this very day : His voice was buried among the trees, Yet to be come at by the breeze ; He did not cease, but cooed and cooed, And somewhat pensively...
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A biographical history of English literature

John Daniel Morell - 1885 - 530 pages
...half way down Hangs one who gathers samphire. (Shakspeare.) As when, far off at sea, a fleet descried His voice was buried among trees, Yet to be come at by the breeze. (Wordsworth.) Attended by ten thousand thousand saints, He onward came : far off his coming shone....
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Early Poems

William Wordsworth - 1889 - 268 pages
...dews, and silent night ; And steady bliss, and all the loves Now sleeping in these peaceful groves. I heard a Stock-dove sing or say His homely tale this...day ; His voice was buried among trees, Yet to be come-at by the breeze ; He did not cease ; but cooed — and cooed And somewhat pensively he wooed...
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