 MAUD MULLER, on a summer's day, Raked the meadow sweet with hay. Beneath her torn hat glowed the wealth Of simple beauty and rustic health. Singing, she wrought, and her merry glee The mock-bird echoed from his tree. But when she glanced to the far-off...  Examination Papers for the Academic Year ... - Page 61893Full view - About this book
 | Martin Gardner - Poetry - 1992 - 226 pages
...treacherous sands of sin. Ah! that thou couldst know thy joy, Ere it passes, barefoot boy! Maud Muller Maud Muller on a summer's day Raked the meadow sweet...her merry glee The mock-bird echoed from his tree. But when she glanced to the far-off town, White from its hill-slope looking down, The sweet song died,... | |
 | Edith P. Hazen - Literary Criticism - 1992 - 1172 pages
...forty years been growing. (1. 33-40) AA; AnAmPo; BLPA; FaBoBe; FaPON; FPL; OBCA; OxBChV Maud Muller 15 eath, a little scene, To monarchize, be feared, and kill with (1. 1—2) 16 Maud Muller looked and sighed: "Ah me! That I the Judge's bride might be! "He would dress... | |
 | John Baskin - New Burlington (Ohio) - 1976 - 282 pages
...and Longfellow, teaches Sarah about Maude Muller: Maude Muller on a summer's day raked the meadows sweet with hay. Beneath her torn hat glowed the wealth of simple beauty and rustic health . . . Sarah, too, will soon know her grandfather's poets. Soon she will hide Jane Eyre under her mattress.... | |
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