When daisies pied, and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue, Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo... Notes and Queries - Strona 4321863Pełny widok - Informacje o książce
| Wystan Hugh Auden - 2002 - Liczba stron: 428
...maintained by the owl. Spring's song is: When daisies pied and violets blue And lady-smocks all silver-white And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, "Cuckoo! Cuckoo, cuckoo!" O word of... | |
| G. Wilsin Knight - 2002 - Liczba stron: 368
...married infelicity: Spring. When daisies pied, and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue, Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo, — O word... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1989 - Liczba stron: 1286
...Ver, begin. The Song. SPRING. When daisies pied and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, , Will hear your idle scorns, continue then, And I will have you and cuckoo then on every tree Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: О word of... | |
| Frederick Kiefer - 2003 - Liczba stron: 378
...bleaching smocks in the sun: When daisies pied, and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then on every tree Mocks married men; for thus sings he, "Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo" - O word of... | |
| Geoffrey O'Brien, Billy Collins - 2007 - Liczba stron: 778
...daisies pied, and violets blue When daisies pied, and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he, Cuckoo, cuckoo! O word of fear, Unpleasing... | |
| William Shakespeare - 2007 - Liczba stron: 297
...owe. Act I. Sc.ll. SPRING I When daisies pied, and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue, Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he — Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo, — O... | |
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