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" ... and early reapers plodded to the place of golden sheaves, and dew-wet grass bowed in the morning winds so brisk to pass, and new buds with new day opened of cup-like lilies on the stream, Laura awoke as from a dream, laughed in the innocent old way... "
The Living Age ... - Page 142
1863
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The English Reader: What Every Literate Person Needs to Know

Diane Ravitch - 2006 - 486 pages
...reapers plodded to the place Of golden sheaves, And dew-wet grass Bowed in the morning winds so brisk to pass, And new buds with new day Opened of cup-like...thrice; Her gleaming locks showed not one thread of grey, Her breath was sweet as May, And light danced in her eyes. Days, weeks, months, years Afterwards,...
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Augustine and Literature

Robert Peter Kennedy, Kim Paffenroth, John Doody - 2006 - 414 pages
...first birds chirped about their eaves, And early reapers plodded to the place Of golden sheaves . . . And new buds with new day Opened of cup-like lilies on the stream. (II.530-32, 535-36) In addition, and contrary to Victorian accounts of so-called fallen women (see,...
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Ruth Gipps: Anti-modernism, Nationalism and Difference in English Music

Jill Halstead - 2006 - 192 pages
...Falling into madness, 'writhing as one possessed she leaped and sung'. By dawn the spell was broken and 'Laura awoke as from a dream, / Laughed in the innocent old way, /... Her breath was sweet as May'. The original poem closes: 'Days, weeks, months, years / Afterwards,...
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Poems for Pleasure

...reapers plodded to the place Of golden sheaves, And dew-wet grass Bowed in the morning winds so brisk to pass, And new buds with new day Opened of cup-like...thrice; Her gleaming locks showed not one thread of grey, Her breath was sweet as May And light danced in her eyes. Days, weeks, months, years Afterwards,...
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Werner's Magazine: A Magazine of Expression, Volume 19

1897
...watched by her, Counted her pulse's flagging stir; But when the first birds chirped about their eaves, Laura awoke as from a dream, Laughed in the innocent old way, Hugged Lizzie not twice or thrice ; Her gleaming locks showed not one thread of gray, And light danced in her eyes....
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