 Cheerily, then, my little man, Live and laugh, as boyhood can ! Though the flinty slopes be hard, Stubble-speared the new-mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptisms of the dew ; Every evening from thy feet Shall the cool wind kiss the...  Fourth Reader - Página 251por James Baldwin, Ida Catherine Bender, Ida C. Bender - 1911 - 258 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 páginas
...noisy choir, Lit the fly his lamp of fire. I was monarch : pomp and joy Waited on the barefoot boy. Cheerily, then, my little man. Live and laugh, as boyhood can! Though the flinty slopes be hard. Stubble - speared the new -mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptisms of the dew;... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1861 - 340 páginas
...noisy choir, Lit the fly his lamp of fire. I was monarch : pomp and joy Waited on the barefoot boy ! Cheerily, then, my little man, Live and laugh, as...these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Loose the freedom of the sod. Like a colt's for work be shod, Made to tread the mills of toil. Up and... | |
 | John Williamson Palmer - 1861 - 540 páginas
...noisy choir, Lit the fly his lamp of fire. I was monarch ; pomp and joy Waited on the barefoot boy ! Cheerily, then, my little man ! Live and laugh as...slopes be hard, Stubble-speared the new-mown sward, Eveiy morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptisms of the dew ; Every evening from thy feet Shall the... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1867 - 432 páginas
...noisy choir, Lit the fly his lamp of fire. I was monarch : pomp and joy Waited on the barefoot boy ! Cheerily, then, my little man, Live and laugh, as...these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Loose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work be shod, Made to tread the mills of toil, Up and... | |
 | Elizabeth A. Thurston - 1866 - 320 páginas
...noisy choir, Lit the fly his lamp of fire. I was monarch; pomp and joy Waited on the barefoot boy ! Cheerily, then, my little man, Live and laugh, as...these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Loose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work be shod, Made to tread the mills of toil, Up and... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 276 páginas
...choir, Lit the fly his lamp of fire ; — I was monarch : pomp and joy Waited on the barefoot boy ! 5. Cheerily, then, my little man, Live and laugh, as...the heat ; All too soon these feet must hide In the prison-cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work be shod, Made to tread the... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1868 - 430 páginas
...noisy choir, Lit the fly his lamp of fire. I was monarch : pomp and joy Waited on the barefoot boy ! Cheerily, then, my little man, Live and laugh, as...these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Loose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work be shod, Made to tread the mills of toil, Up and... | |
 | 1853 - 322 páginas
...noisy quire Lit the fly his lamp of fire. I was monarch : pomp and joy Waited on the harefoot boy ! Cheerily, then, my little man, Live and laugh, as boyhood can. Though the flinty slopes be hard, Slubble-speared the new-mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee through Fresh haptisms of the dew ;... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 páginas
...of fire. I was monarch : pomp and joy Waited on the barefoot boy ! Cheerily, then, my little niun, rast ; We@ n2 Ever}' morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptisms of the dew ; Every evening from thy feet Shall the... | |
 | Ephraim Hunt - 1872 - 658 páginas
...noisy choir Lit the fly his lamp of fire. I was monarch : pomp and joy Waited on the barefoot boy. Cheerily, then, my little man, Live and laugh, as...the heat : All too soon these feet must hide In the prison-cells of pride ; Lose the freedom of the sod ; Like a colt's, for work be shod ; Made to tread... | |
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