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Pagina 4
Over his eyes in soft eclipse , Over his brow and over his lips , Out to his little
finger - tips ! Softly sinking , down he goes ! Down he goes ! down he goes ! See !
he's hushed in sweet repose . JOSIAH GILBERT HOLLAND . CHOOSING A
NAME .
Over his eyes in soft eclipse , Over his brow and over his lips , Out to his little
finger - tips ! Softly sinking , down he goes ! Down he goes ! down he goes ! See !
he's hushed in sweet repose . JOSIAH GILBERT HOLLAND . CHOOSING A
NAME .
Pagina 5
Wearie is the mither that has a storie wean , A wee stumpie stoussie , that canna
rin his ' lane , That has a battle aye wi ' sleep , before he ' ll close an ee ; But a
kiss frae aff his rosy lips gies strength anew to me . WILLIAM MILLEK . LITTLE ...
Wearie is the mither that has a storie wean , A wee stumpie stoussie , that canna
rin his ' lane , That has a battle aye wi ' sleep , before he ' ll close an ee ; But a
kiss frae aff his rosy lips gies strength anew to me . WILLIAM MILLEK . LITTLE ...
Pagina 12
Under my window , under my window , Thine was the shout , the song , the burst
of joy , In the blue Midsummer weather , Which sweet from childhool's rosy lip
reStealing slow , on a hushed tiptoe , soundeth ; I catch them all together : Thine
...
Under my window , under my window , Thine was the shout , the song , the burst
of joy , In the blue Midsummer weather , Which sweet from childhool's rosy lip
reStealing slow , on a hushed tiptoe , soundeth ; I catch them all together : Thine
...
Pagina 18
That memory keeps of all thy kindness there , Still outlives many a storm that has
effaced A thousand other themes , less deeply traced : Othat those lips had
language ! Life has passed Thy nightly visits to my chamber made , With me but ...
That memory keeps of all thy kindness there , Still outlives many a storm that has
effaced A thousand other themes , less deeply traced : Othat those lips had
language ! Life has passed Thy nightly visits to my chamber made , With me but ...
Pagina 37
I sit apart and dumb , Sometimes in sorrow , oft in joy divine ; My lip will falter , but
my prisoned heart Springs forth to measure its faint pulse with thine . But I
remained , whose hopes were dim , Whose life , whose thoughts were little worth
To ...
I sit apart and dumb , Sometimes in sorrow , oft in joy divine ; My lip will falter , but
my prisoned heart Springs forth to measure its faint pulse with thine . But I
remained , whose hopes were dim , Whose life , whose thoughts were little worth
To ...
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A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets William Cullen Bryant Volledige weergave - 1873 |
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