A New Library of Poetry and SongWilliam Cullen Bryant Doubleday, Page, 1918 - 1062 páginas |
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Página 89
... soft , O , very low and soft , Croored the Blackbird in the orchard croft , " Bell , dear Bell ! " crooned he . " Whom God's creatures love , " the angel fair Murmured , " God doth bless with angels ' care ; Child , thy bed shall be ...
... soft , O , very low and soft , Croored the Blackbird in the orchard croft , " Bell , dear Bell ! " crooned he . " Whom God's creatures love , " the angel fair Murmured , " God doth bless with angels ' care ; Child , thy bed shall be ...
Página 97
... soft rain overhead ! Every tinkle on the shingles Has an echo in the heart ; And a thousand dreamy fancies Into busy being start , And a thousand recollections Weave their air - threads into woof , As I listen to the patter Of the rain ...
... soft rain overhead ! Every tinkle on the shingles Has an echo in the heart ; And a thousand dreamy fancies Into busy being start , And a thousand recollections Weave their air - threads into woof , As I listen to the patter Of the rain ...
Página 104
... Soft and low , Neat little nymph , Thy numbers flow , Urging thy thimble , Thrift's tidy symbol , Busy and nimble , To and fro ; Prettily plying Thread and song , Keeping them flying Late and long , Through the stitch linger , Kissing ...
... Soft and low , Neat little nymph , Thy numbers flow , Urging thy thimble , Thrift's tidy symbol , Busy and nimble , To and fro ; Prettily plying Thread and song , Keeping them flying Late and long , Through the stitch linger , Kissing ...
Página 105
... soft black eyes : Her fluttering courtesy takes our hearts , Her blushing grace and pleased surprise . Poor Mary , she was quite alone , For , all the way to Glenmalure , Her mother had that morning gone , And left the house in charge ...
... soft black eyes : Her fluttering courtesy takes our hearts , Her blushing grace and pleased surprise . Poor Mary , she was quite alone , For , all the way to Glenmalure , Her mother had that morning gone , And left the house in charge ...
Página 128
... soft in touch and sweet in view : Heigh - ho , fair Rosaline ! Nature herself her shape admires ; The gods are wounded in her sight ; And Love forsakes his heavenly fires And at her eyes his brand doth light : Heigh - ho , would she ...
... soft in touch and sweet in view : Heigh - ho , fair Rosaline ! Nature herself her shape admires ; The gods are wounded in her sight ; And Love forsakes his heavenly fires And at her eyes his brand doth light : Heigh - ho , would she ...
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