 | Keith D. White - 1996 - 224 lehte
...the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-bnmm'd their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes...Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath... | |
 | Richardo N. Franco - 1997 - 384 lehte
..."mockingbird" (475.01) y un "bulbul" (475.02), que según McHugh es "ruiseñor" en persa. 31Í' "Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook / Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers" (Keats, "To Autumn," Abrams, The Norton 813-4). característicos de su cara. "[T]hose lashbetasselled... | |
 | Richardo N. Franco - 1997 - 384 lehte
..."mockingbird" (475.01) y un "bulbul" (475.02), que según McHugh es "ruiseñor" en persa. 316 "Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook / Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers" (Keats, 'To Autumn," Abrams, The Norton 813-4). característicos de su cara. "[TJhose lashbetasselled... | |
 | Joan Bolker - 1997 - 292 lehte
...change from "sound asleep in a half-reaped field / Dosed with red poppies, while thy reeping hook" to "Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep / Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook. " If Keats hadn't revised, we would have missed out on one of the best phrases in English poetry! 94... | |
 | Nicholas Roe - 1998 - 344 lehte
...twined flowers' yet to be harvested. And then there is the marvellously composed movement of . . . sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook . . . — 'Stready', as Keats wrote in his copy of the poem for Woodhouse iLetters, ii. 17o), intimating,... | |
 | Clara Calvo, Jean Jacques Weber - 1998 - 182 lehte
...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...Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath... | |
 | John McRae - 1998 - 172 lehte
...bees, 10 Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'erbrimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes...may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, 15 Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind, Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1998 - 381 lehte
...mellow fruitfulness! Close bosom friend of the maturing sun." He then asks, "Who has not often seen thee "... sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy...by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reaped furrow lain asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies; while thy hook Spares the next swathe, and all its twined... | |
 | Edward W. Rosenheim - 2000 - 190 lehte
...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...winnowing wind; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers;... | |
 | Thomas McFarland - 2000 - 268 lehte
...strong dialectic object to the poet's subject, is so delicately indistinct as almost to be evanescent: Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes...Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath... | |
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And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimmed... 
