 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2003 - عدد الصفحات: 356
...instruments, Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we quiedy sailed on, Yet never a breeze did breathe: Slowly and smoothly went the ship, Moved... | |
 | William Roetzheim - 2006 - عدد الصفحات: 760
...like a lonely flute; and now it is an angel's song, that makes the heavens be mute. It ceased; ye( still the sails made on a pleasant noise till noon....the sleeping woods all night singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we quietly sailed on, yet never a breeze did breathe: slowly and smoothly went the ship,... | |
 | Diane Ravitch, Michael Ravitch - 2006 - عدد الصفحات: 512
...instruments, Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant...month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Till noon we quietly sailed on, Yet never a breeze did breathe: Slowly and smoothly went the ship,... | |
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It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, — A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. 
