 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 768 páginas
...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore From...And my wife sobb'd aloud in her fulness of heart. But sorrow return'd with the dawning of morn, And the voice in my dreaming ear melted away. THE LAST... | |
 | N. Leitch - 1851 - 234 páginas
...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore,...thousand times o'er, And my wife sobb'd aloud in her fullness of heart, — " Stay, stay with us — rest, thou art weary and worn;" And fain was their... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1851 - 332 páginas
...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore,...ones kiss'd me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobbed aloud in her fulness of heart. " Stay, stay with us, rest — thou art weary and worn !" And... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 páginas
...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore From...my weeping friends never to part : My little ones kissed me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobbed aloud in her fulness of heart. NIGHT. 229 Stay,... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 páginas
...; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the comreapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore,...soldier to stay: But sorrow return'd with the dawning of mom, And the voice in my dreaming ear melted away. O'Connor's Child, or the Flower of Love lies bleeding.... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 páginas
...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore From...my weeping friends never to part ; My little ones kissed me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobbed aloud in her fulness of heart. " Stay, stay with... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 páginas
...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore From...my weeping friends never to part ; My little ones kissed me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobbed aloud in her fulness of heart. " Stay, stay with... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1853 - 800 páginas
...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore From...fain was their war-broken soldier to stay: But sorrow returu'd with the dawning of morn, And the voice in my dreaming ear melted away. THE LAST MAN. All... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 páginas
...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore,...my weeping friends never to part ; My little ones kissed me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobbed aloud in her fulness of heart. Stay, stay with... | |
 | 1854 - 608 páginas
...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore,...morn, And the voice in my dreaming ear melted away. TRIUMPHAL arch, that fill'st the sky When storms prepare to part, I ask not proud Philosophy To teach... | |
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Twas autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet... 
