A New Library of Poetry and Song, Volumen1William Cullen Bryant J. B. Ford, 1876 - 934 páginas |
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... beneath my chair , And my play - worn boy beside me Knelt to say his evening prayer : — " God bess fader , God bess moder , God bess sister , " then a pause , And the sweet young lips devoutly Murmured , God bess Santa Kaus . " He is ...
... beneath my chair , And my play - worn boy beside me Knelt to say his evening prayer : — " God bess fader , God bess moder , God bess sister , " then a pause , And the sweet young lips devoutly Murmured , God bess Santa Kaus . " He is ...
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... beneath their glittering wings , And soothe him with a song that breathes of Heaven's divinest things . I know that we shall meet our babe ( his mother dear and I ) Where God for aye shall wipe away all tears from every eye . Whate'er ...
... beneath their glittering wings , And soothe him with a song that breathes of Heaven's divinest things . I know that we shall meet our babe ( his mother dear and I ) Where God for aye shall wipe away all tears from every eye . Whate'er ...
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... Beneath the churchyard tree . " " You run about , my little maid ; Your limbs they are alive ; If two are in the churchyard laid , Then ye are only five . " " Their graves are green , they may be seen , " The little maid replied ...
... Beneath the churchyard tree . " " You run about , my little maid ; Your limbs they are alive ; If two are in the churchyard laid , Then ye are only five . " " Their graves are green , they may be seen , " The little maid replied ...
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... beneath the rocks , Tossed aside her gleaming golden locks , 66 " Bonny bird , " quoth she , Sing me your best song before I go . " " Here's the very finest song I know , Little Bell , " said he . - And the blackbird piped ; you never ...
... beneath the rocks , Tossed aside her gleaming golden locks , 66 " Bonny bird , " quoth she , Sing me your best song before I go . " " Here's the very finest song I know , Little Bell , " said he . - And the blackbird piped ; you never ...
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... beneath the hollow side , As we had piled them there . Beneath the grass - grown bank , John , I looked for our old spring , That bubbled down the alder - path Three paces from the swing ; The rushes grow upon the brink , The pool is ...
... beneath the hollow side , As we had piled them there . Beneath the grass - grown bank , John , I looked for our old spring , That bubbled down the alder - path Three paces from the swing ; The rushes grow upon the brink , The pool is ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON ALICE CARY angels beauty beneath bird bless bliss bloom bonnie bosom breast breath bright brow charm cheek child dark dead dear death delight doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fair fear feet flowers gentle golden gone grace green hair hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven Heigh-ho hour JEAN INGELOW JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER kiss leaves light lips live look Lord love thee love's lover maid maiden morning mother ne'er never nevermore night o'er pain ROBERT BURNS ROBERT HERRICK Robin Adair rose round shadow shine sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit spring stars summer sweet tears tell thine things THOMAS HOOD THOMAS MOORE thou art thought trees voice weary weep whisper wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings words youth