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" We mourn for thee when blind, blank night The chamber fills ; We pine for thee when morn's first light Reddens the hills ; The sun, the moon, the stars, the sea, All... "
The Poetical Works of David Macbeth Moir - Trang 19
bởi David Macbeth Moir - 1852
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The Youth's magazine, or Evangelical miscellany

1856 - 766 trang
...violet light, Thy dimpled cheek carnationed bright, Thy clasping arms so round and white, Casa Wappy! " Even to the last thy every word — To glad, to grieve...sweetest song of bird On summer's eve ; In outward beauty nndecayed, Death o'er thy spirit cast no shade, And, like the rainbow, thou didst fade, Casa Wappy...

The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 trang
...— to grieve — Was sweet as sweetest song of bird On summer's eve; In outward beauty undecayed, Death o'er thy spirit cast no shade, And, like the...mourn for thee, when blind, blank night The chamber rills; We pine for thee, when morn's first light Beddens the hills; The sun, the moon, the stars, the...

The Childrens' Magazine of General Knowledge and Instruction, Tập 6

1843 - 396 trang
...thine empty chair, Thy playthings idly scattered there, But speak to us of our despair, Casa Wappy! Even to the last thy every word — To glad, to grieve...sweetest song of bird On summer's eve ; In outward beauty undecayed, Death o'er thy spirit cast no shade, And like the rainbow thou didst fade, Casa Wappy !...

Lyric Gems: A Collection of Original and Select Sacred Poetry

Samuel Francis Smith - 1844 - 140 trang
...A corner holds thy empty chair, Thy playthings idly scattered there But speak to us of our despair. Even to the last thy every word, To glad, to grieve,...sweetest song of bird On summer's eve ; In outward beauty undecayed, Death o'er thy spirit cast no shade, And like the rainbow thou did'st fade. We pine for...

Lyric Gems: A Collection of Original and Select Sacred Poetry

Samuel Francis Smith - 1844 - 140 trang
...empty chair, Thy playthings idly scattered there But speak to us of our despair. Even to the last ihy every word, To glad, to grieve, Was sweet as sweetest song of bird On summer's eve; In outward beauty undecayed, Death o'er thy spirit cast no shade, And like the rainbow thou did'st fade. We pine for...

The Mother's Assistant and Young Lady's Friend, Tập 8-9

1846 - 332 trang
...corner holds thy empty chair, , Thy playthings id'ly scattered there \ But speak to us of our despair. Even to the last thy every word To glad, to grieve,...sweetest song of bird On summer's eve ; In outward beauty undecayed, Death o'er thy spirit cast no shade, And like the rainbow thou didst fade. We mourn for...

The Cincinnati Miscellany, Or, Antiquities of the West, and Pioneer History ...

1846 - 372 trang
...playthings idly scattered there But speak to us of our despair. Even to the last thy every word, Too glad, to grieve, Was sweet as sweetest song of bird On summer's eve; In outward beauty undeeayed, Death' o'er thy beauty cast no shade, And like a rainbow thou didst fade. We mourn for thee;...

Light on Little Graves

1848 - 154 trang
...corner holds thy empty chair, Thy playthings idly scattered there, But speak to us of our despair. Even to the last, thy every word To glad, to grieve Was sweet, as sweetest song of bird On summer eve ; In outward beauty undecayed, Death o'er thy spirit cast no shade, And like the rainbow...

Macphail's Edinburgh ecclesiastical journal and literary review, Tập 5-6

1848 - 916 trang
...thine empty chair. Thy playthings idly scatter'd there, But speak to us of our despair, Casa Wappy ! Even to the last, thy every word, To glad, to grieve, Was sweet, as sweetest song of birds, On summer's eve ; In outward beauty undecay'd, Death o'er thy spirit cast no shade, And like...

Echoes of Infant Voices

M. A. H. - 1849 - 160 trang
...thine empty chair, Thy playthings idly scattered there But speak to us of our despair, Casa Wappy ! Even to the last, thy every word — To glad, to grieve...sweetest song of bird On summer's eve : In outward beauty undecayed, Death o'er thy spirit cast no shade, And like the rainbow thou didst fade, Casa Wappy !...




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