 | 1857 - 830 pagina’s
...carelessly reading any one of his poems. But to the BONNET. It is entitled "THE ANGEL IN THE HOUSE. "How sweet it were, if, without feeble fright, Or dying of the dreadful, beauteous sight, Ao angel came to us, and wo could bear To. see him issue from the silent air, At evening, in our room,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1841 - 378 pagina’s
...some beloved friends who have disappeared from this present state of being. AN ANGRL IK TUK HOUSK. How sweet it were, if without feeble fright. Or dying of the dreadful beauteous flight, An angel came to us, and we could bear To see him issue from the silent air At evening In our... | |
 | 1745 - 522 pagina’s
...Church service — ' We believe that thou shalt come to be our Judge." W. S, AN ANGEL IN THE HOUSE. " How sweet it were, if without feeble fright, Or dying...air At evening in our room, and bend on ours . His divine eyes, and bring us from his boners News of dear friends, and children who have never Been dead... | |
 | 1850 - 638 pagina’s
...Add this lesson to thy store, Go in peace and sin no more !" AN ANGEL IN THE HOUSE. BY LEIGH HUNT. How sweet it were, if without feeble fright, Or dying...silent air At evening in our room, and bend on ours His divine eyes, and bring us from his bowers News of dear friends, and children who have never Been dead... | |
 | 1844 - 298 pagina’s
...BOSTON: GOULD, KENDALL & LINCOLN, fl9 WASHINOTOW STKEET. S' .'iAJWAHD COLLEGE LIBRARf BY EXCHANGE 1 How sweet It were, if without feeble fright, Or dying...silent air At evening in our room, and bend on ours His dying eyes, and bring us from his bowers News of dear friends, and children who have never Been dead... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1844 - 314 pagina’s
...setting sun, Mayst thou greet thy mother's eyes, And endless May in Paradise. AN ANGEL IN THE HOUSE. How sweet it were, if without feeble fright, Or dying...silent air At evening in our room, and bend on ours News of dear friends, and children who have never His divine eyes, and bring us from his bowers Been... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pagina’s
...where he sat ; " No love," quoth he, " but vanity, sets love a task like that." AN ANGEL IN_THE HOUSE. How sweet it were, if without feeble fright, Or dying...silent air At evening in our room, and bend on ours His divine eyes, and bring us from his bowers News of dear friends, and children who have never Been dead... | |
 | Book - 1847 - 206 pagina’s
...(Where they alike in trembling hope repose) The bosom of his Father and his God. AN ANGEL IN THE HOUSE. How sweet it were, if without feeble fright, Or dying...silent air At evening in our room, and bend on ours His divine eyes, — and bring us from his bowers News of dear friends and children who have never Been... | |
 | Book - 1847 - 216 pagina’s
...(Where they alike in trembling hope repose) The bosom of his Father and his God. AN ANGEL IN THE HOUSE. How sweet it were, if without feeble fright, Or dying...silent air At evening in our room, and bend on ours His divine eyes, — and bring us from his bowers News of dear friends and children who have never Been... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1849 - 320 pagina’s
...setting sun, Mayst thou greet thy mother's eyes, And endless May in Paradise. AN ANGEL IN THE HOUSE. How sweet it were, if without feeble fright, Or dying...silent air At evening in our room, and bend on ours His divine eyes, and bring us from his bowers News of dear friends, and children who have never Been dead... | |
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How sweet it were, if without feeble fright, Or dying of the dreadful beauteous sight, An angel came to us, and we could bear To see him issue from the silent air At evening in our room, and bend on ours His divine eyes, and bring us from his bowers News... 
