A New Library of Poetry and Song |
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Página 76
Over his eyes in soft eclipse , Over his brow and over his lips , Out to his little
finger - tips ! Softly sinking , down he goes ! Dowu he goes ! down he goes ! See !
he's hushed in sweet repose . JOSIAH GILBERT HOLLAND . CHOOSING A
NAME .
Over his eyes in soft eclipse , Over his brow and over his lips , Out to his little
finger - tips ! Softly sinking , down he goes ! Dowu he goes ! down he goes ! See !
he's hushed in sweet repose . JOSIAH GILBERT HOLLAND . CHOOSING A
NAME .
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The red lips Rest , rest , on mother's breast , Were parted , and the cheek upon
the breast Father will come to thee soon ; Lay close , and , like the young leaf of
the flower , Father will come to his babe in the nest , Wore the same color , rich
and ...
The red lips Rest , rest , on mother's breast , Were parted , and the cheek upon
the breast Father will come to thee soon ; Lay close , and , like the young leaf of
the flower , Father will come to his babe in the nest , Wore the same color , rich
and ...
Página 84
Listen ! and be now delighted : Thine was the shout , the song , the burst of joy ,
Morn hath touched her golden strings ; Which sweet from childhood's rosy lip re
Earth and Sky their vows have plighted ; soundeth ; Life and Light are reunited ...
Listen ! and be now delighted : Thine was the shout , the song , the burst of joy ,
Morn hath touched her golden strings ; Which sweet from childhood's rosy lip re
Earth and Sky their vows have plighted ; soundeth ; Life and Light are reunited ...
Página 92
Yon sister that sang o'er his saftly rocked bed May I but meet thee on that
peaceful shore , Now rests in the mools where her mammie is The parting word
shall pass my lips no more . laid ; Thy maidens , grieved themselves at my
concern , The ...
Yon sister that sang o'er his saftly rocked bed May I but meet thee on that
peaceful shore , Now rests in the mools where her mammie is The parting word
shall pass my lips no more . laid ; Thy maidens , grieved themselves at my
concern , The ...
Página 99
With thy turned - up pantaloons , And thy merry whistled tunes ; With thy red lip ,
redder still Kissed by strawberries on the hill ; With the sunshine on thy face ,
Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace ; From my heart I give thee joy , I was once a
...
With thy turned - up pantaloons , And thy merry whistled tunes ; With thy red lip ,
redder still Kissed by strawberries on the hill ; With the sunshine on thy face ,
Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace ; From my heart I give thee joy , I was once a
...
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Información bibliográfica
| Título | A New Library of Poetry and Song |
| Editor | William Cullen Bryant |
| Edición | revisada |
| Editor | Doubleday, Page, 1918 |
| Procedencia del original | de la Universidad de Virginia |
| Digitalizado | 11 Jun. 2009 |
| Largo | 1062 páginas |
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