A New Library of Poetry and SongWilliam Cullen Bryant Doubleday, Page, 1918 - 1062 páginas |
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... hath told me this ) that he hood's years like me , A holier and a wiser man I trust that he will be ; And when I look into his eyes , and stroke his thoughtful brow , I dare not think what I should feel , were I to lose him now . I have ...
... hath told me this ) that he hood's years like me , A holier and a wiser man I trust that he will be ; And when I look into his eyes , and stroke his thoughtful brow , I dare not think what I should feel , were I to lose him now . I have ...
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... hath quicksands , Life hath snares ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune , Morning rises into noon , May glides onward into June . Childhood is the bough where slumbered Birds and blossoms many - numbered ...
... hath quicksands , Life hath snares ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune , Morning rises into noon , May glides onward into June . Childhood is the bough where slumbered Birds and blossoms many - numbered ...
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... Hath led me to this lonely place ; Joy have I had ; and going hence I bear away my recompense . In spots like these it is we prize Our Memory , feel that she hath eyes : Then why should I be loath to stir ? I feel this place was made ...
... Hath led me to this lonely place ; Joy have I had ; and going hence I bear away my recompense . In spots like these it is we prize Our Memory , feel that she hath eyes : Then why should I be loath to stir ? I feel this place was made ...
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... hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end ; Were this frail world our only rest , Living or dying , none were blest . Beyond the flight of time , Beyond this vale of death , There surely is ...
... hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end ; Were this frail world our only rest , Living or dying , none were blest . Beyond the flight of time , Beyond this vale of death , There surely is ...
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... hath fled thy lip , And sullen glooms thy brow ; We have been gay together , Shall a light word part us now ? We have been sad together ; We have wept with bitter tears O'er the grass - grown graves where slumbeie The hopes of early ...
... hath fled thy lip , And sullen glooms thy brow ; We have been gay together , Shall a light word part us now ? We have been sad together ; We have wept with bitter tears O'er the grass - grown graves where slumbeie The hopes of early ...
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