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" Weep not for Her ! Weep not for her ! — Her span was like the sky, Whose thousand stars shine beautiful and bright ; Like flowers that know not what it is to die ; Like... "
The Poetical Works of David Macbeth Moir - Trang 63
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The Spirit of the English Magazines

1830 - 504 trang
...Blackwood, as read by the Shepherd at the Noctes, and is from the pen of Mr. Moir : WEEP MOT FOR HER ! Weep not for her ! H'er span was like the sky, Whose thousand stars shine beautifut, and bright, 1^^ Like flowers that know not what it is to *e, Like long hnked shadeless months...

The Gossip; or, Literary, domestic, and useful recorder, by Francis Fiddlewood

1826 - 492 trang
...wander'd from its native zone, Which, soon discovering, took her for its own : Weep not for her! Weep net for her! — Her span was like the sky, Whose thousand...that know not what it is to die ; Like long-link'd, shadcless months of Polar light: Like Music floating o'er a wavelcss lake, While Echo answers from...

The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Xixth Century

Lyre - 1830 - 396 trang
...— Still a health, my Scottish lassie! still a hearty health • WEEP NOT FOR HER ! BY D. If. MOIR. WEEP not for her ! Her span was like the sky, Whose thousand star* shine beautiful and bright, Like flowers that know not what it is to die, Like long link'd shadeless...

The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century

Lyre - 1841 - 374 trang
...Still a health, my Scottish lassie ! still a hearty health to thee ! WEEP NOT FOR HER! BY DM MOIR. WEEP not for her ! Her span was like the sky, Whose...Like flowers that know not what it is to die, Like long linked shadeless months of polar light, Like music floating o'er a waveless lake, While echo answers...

The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century

Lyre - 1841 - 366 trang
...health, my Scottish lassie ! still a hearty health to thee ! V / WEEP NOT FOR HER! t BT l). M. MOIR. WEEP not for her ! Her span was like the sky, Whose...Like flowers that know not what it is to die, Like long linked shadeless months of polar light, Like music floating o'er a waveless lake, While echo answers...

The Mourner Comforted: Containing the Cypress Wreath

1844 - 298 trang
...knew of the human heart, who first called God our Father ! ' WEEP NOT FOR HER! KOCTES AMBHOSIAN.3S. WEEP not for her ! Her span was like the sky, Whose...Like flowers, that know not what it is to die ; Like long-linked, shadeless months of polar light j Like music floating o'er a waveless lake, While echo...

The New Mirror, Tập 3

George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1844 - 530 trang
...hymn harmony in his brain while writing. It sounds like an nrticu. late voluntary on the organ : — Weep not for her ! Her span was like the sky. Whose...Like flowers that know not what it is to die, Like long liuk'd shadelcss months of polar light, Like music floating o'er a waveless lake, While echo answers...

The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 trang
...tempest the rainbow is streaming, — The sign of forgiveness from MAKER to Man ! WEEP NOT FOR HER. Wr.rp not for her ! Her span was like the sky, Whose thousand stars shine beautiful and bright, Like flowers th;it know not what it is to die, Like long link'd shrub/less months of polar light, Like music floating...

The Gem book of poesie, by the author of 'The ancient poets and poetry of ...

Gem book - 1846 - 398 trang
...triumph o'er sorrow and wailing, By seeking thy bosom, and clinging to THEE! W. MARTIN. WEEP NOT FOR HER! WEEP not for her ! Her span was like the sky, Whose...Like flowers that know not what it is to die, Like long link'd shadeless months of polar light, Like music floating o'er a waveless lake, While echo answers...

The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 trang
...tempest the rainbow is streaming,— The sign of forgiveness from MARER to Man ! WEEP NOTJFOR HER. WF.EP not for her ! Her span was like the sky, Whose thousand...Like flowers that know not what it is to die, Like long link'd shadeless months of polar light, Like music floating o'er a waveless lake, While echo answers...




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