...was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly...Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. " And where are they ? I pray you, tell." She answered, " Seven are we ; And two of us at Conway dwell,...

...was ftight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl, That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly...Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. " And where are they, I pray you tell ?" She answered, " Seven are we ; And two of us at Conway dwell,...

...She was eight years old she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly...How many ? Seven in all," she said, And wondering look'd at me. "And where are they ? I pray you tell." She answer'd, " Seven are we ; And two of us...

...was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl, That cluster'd round her head. She had" a rustic woodland air, And she was wildly...How many ? seven in all," she said And, wondering, look'd at me. " And where are they ? I pray you tell." She answer'd, " Seven are we ; And two of us...

...She was eight years old, she said. Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic woodland air. And she was wildly...and very fair; Her beauty made me glad. "Sisters, brothers, little maid. How many may you be?" "How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked...

...male and the other female? The poem's third stanza seems to hint that this may be worth considering: "Her eyes were fair, and very fair; / — Her beauty made me glad" (11-12). The power that a Wordsworth poem exerts over our thought, its ability to tempt us into regions...

...about a little eight year old girl in "We Are Seven," and captures the essence of the beauty mystique: "Her eyes were fair, and very fair;/ Her beauty made me glad." William Blake in his satirical "Proverbs of Hell" includes a classic facist proverb: "He whose face...

...being sisters and brothers.18 Thus, the girl's apparent surprise in registering his question — " 'How many? seven in all,' she said / And wondering looked at me" — occurs almost as a question about the traveler's powers of perception. "How many are you?" receives...

...She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly...Seven in all,' she said, And wondering looked at me. 'And where are they? I pray you tell.' She answered, 'Seven are we; And two of us at Conway dwell,...

...closely, if partially, observed: Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly...were fair, and very fair, - Her beauty made me glad. (£666:7-12) This abbreviation of the courtly blazon, recalling the "shooting lights/ Of thy wild eyes"...