A New Library of Poetry and SongWilliam Cullen Bryant Doubleday, Page, 1918 - 1062 páginas |
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... dear eyes did glisten ! — She will shortly be to christen ; And papa has made the offer , I shall have the naming of her . • Now I wonder what would please her , — Charlotte , Julia , or Louisa ? Ann and Mary , they ' re too common ...
... dear eyes did glisten ! — She will shortly be to christen ; And papa has made the offer , I shall have the naming of her . • Now I wonder what would please her , — Charlotte , Julia , or Louisa ? Ann and Mary , they ' re too common ...
Página 77
... dear feet are left without her guiding , Who shall direct them then ? How will they be allured , betrayed , deluded ... Dear little head , be at rest ; Jesus , like you , Was a baby once , too , And slept on his own mother's breast ...
... dear feet are left without her guiding , Who shall direct them then ? How will they be allured , betrayed , deluded ... Dear little head , be at rest ; Jesus , like you , Was a baby once , too , And slept on his own mother's breast ...
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... dear ? God thought of you , and so I am here . GEORGE MACDONALD , THE BABY . ON parents ' knees , a naked , new - born child , Weeping thou sat'st when all around thee smiled : So live , that , sinking in thy last long sleep , Thou then ...
... dear ? God thought of you , and so I am here . GEORGE MACDONALD , THE BABY . ON parents ' knees , a naked , new - born child , Weeping thou sat'st when all around thee smiled : So live , that , sinking in thy last long sleep , Thou then ...
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... Dear Christ ! our hearts bent down - Like violets after rain . And now the orchards , which were white And red with blossoms when she came , Were rich in autumn's mellow prime ; The clustered apples burnt like flame , The soft - cheeked ...
... Dear Christ ! our hearts bent down - Like violets after rain . And now the orchards , which were white And red with blossoms when she came , Were rich in autumn's mellow prime ; The clustered apples burnt like flame , The soft - cheeked ...
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... Dear little Goldenhair ! tired was she , All the day busy as busy could be . Up in the morning as soon as ' t was light , Out with the birds and butterflies bright , Skipping about till the coming of night . Grandpapa toyed with the ...
... Dear little Goldenhair ! tired was she , All the day busy as busy could be . Up in the morning as soon as ' t was light , Out with the birds and butterflies bright , Skipping about till the coming of night . Grandpapa toyed with the ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON beauty bells beneath bird blessed brave breast breath bright brow cheek child clouds dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth eyes face fair fear feet flowers gentle glory golden grace grave gray green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hill hour Hudibras JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER King kiss land light lips live look Lord Macbeth Merchant of Venice moon morning mother ne'er never nevermore night o'er pain Paradise Lost PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Richard III ROBERT BURNS rose round SHAKESPEARE shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars summer sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thought tree voice wave weary weep wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings young