 | John S. Skinner - 1828 - 438 páginas
...cannot fail to be salutary. MOTHER, WHAT is DEATH? "Mother, how still the b»by lies— I cannot hear his breath; I cannot see his laughing eyes— ' They...this is death. My little work I thought to bring, And sit down by his bed, And pleasantly I tried to sing: They hushed me—he is dead. More beautiful than... | |
 | 1882 - 224 páginas
...MOTHER., WHAT IS DEATH 1 'Mother, h'nv still the baby lies, — I cannot hear his breath ; I cannot fee his laughing eyes — They tell me this is death. My little work l thought to bring And sit down by his bed, And pleasantly l tried In sing — They hushed me — he... | |
 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1833 - 180 páginas
...LVII. . Mother, what is Death? — MRS. OILMAN. " MOTHER, how still the baby lies ! — I cannot hear his breath, I cannot see his laughing eyes — They...to bring, And sat down by his bed, And pleasantly L tried to sing — They hushed me — He is dead ! " They say that he again will rise, More beautiful... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1833 - 176 páginas
...22 4 ex er7 cent ex em' plar Mother, what is Death f Mother, how still the baby lies ! I cannot hear his breath ; I cannot see his laughing eyes — They tell me this is death. My litt'e work I thought to brirg, And sit down by his bed, And pleasantly 1 tried to sing ; They hushed... | |
 | 1834 - 406 páginas
...still the baby lies I I eannot hoar his breath ; I eannot set his lauijhin^ eyes— They tell me this U death. My little work I thought to bring, And sat down by his bed, And pleasantly I tried I They binned i They say that be again will rise, More beautiful than now ; That God will bleas him... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1835 - 176 páginas
...ult ex er' cent ex em' plar Mother, what is Death? Mother, how still the baby lies ! I cannot hear his breath ; I cannot see his laughing eyes — They...this is death. My little work I thought to bring, And sit down by his bed, And pleasantly I tried to sing ; They hushed me — He is dead They say that he... | |
 | Jacob Abbott, Old Harlo - 1835 - 262 páginas
...cannot see his laughing eyes— They tell me thisis death. 2. My little work 1 thought to bring, I sat down by his bed, , And pleasantly I tried to sing— They nushed me—he is dead. 3. They say that he again will rise, More beajjtiful than now ; That God wilrTbless... | |
 | Jacob Abbott, Old Harlo - 1835 - 272 páginas
...LESSON XXIX. MOTHER, WHAT IS DEATH ? 1. " MOTHER, how still the baby lies-! I cannot hear his breati^^^ I cannot see his laughing eyes— * They tell me this is death. 2. My little work I thought to bring, vj sat down by his bed, *.nd pleasantly I tried to sing— They... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1836 - 534 páginas
...with thee. 16. MOTHER, WHAT IS DEATH? AnonymouS. " Mother, how still the baby lies ! I cannot hear his breath ; I cannot see his laughing eyes — They...than now, — That God will bless him in the skies — Oh, mother, tell me how !" " Daughter, do you remember, dear, The cold, dark thing you brought,... | |
 | Author of The young man's own book - 1836 - 336 páginas
...to soothe me left. CoWPER. MOTHER, WHAT IS DEATH? " MoTHER, how still the baby lies ! I cannot hear his breath ; I cannot see his laughing eyes — They...by his bed, And pleasantly I tried to sing — They hush'd me — he is dead. They say that he again will rise, More beautiful than now ; That God will... | |
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MOTHER, how still the baby lies ! I cannot hear his breath ; I cannot see his laughing eyes — They tell me this is death. My little work I thought to bring, And sat down by his bed, And pleasantly I tried to sing — They hushed me — he is dead. They... 
