The throssil whusslit sweet ; The throssil whusslit in the wood, The burn sang to the trees, And we with Nature's heart in tune, Concerted harmonies; And on the knowe abune the burn, For hours thegither sat In the silentness o' joy, till baith Wi Poems, Narrative and Lyrical - Pagina 39door William Motherwell - 1832 - 232 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
| 1833 - 666 pagina’s
...sang to the trees, And we with Nature's heart in tune. Concerted harmonies; And on the knowe abune the burn, For hours thegither sat In the silentness o' joy, till baith Wi' very gladness grat. Ay, ay, dear Jeanie Morrison, Tears trinkled doun your cheek, Like dew-beads on a rose, yet none Had... | |
| 1833 - 756 pagina’s
...Nature's heart in tune, Concerted harmonies; And on the knowle abune the burn, For hours thegilher sat In the silentness o' joy, till baith Wi' very gladness grat. Ay, ay, dear Jeannie Morrison, Tears trinkled doun your cheek, Like dew-beads on a rose, yet nane Had... | |
| 1837 - 636 pagina’s
...sang to the trees, And we with Nature's heart in tune, Concerted harmonies ; And on the knowe abune the burn, For hours thegither sat In the silentness o' joy, till baith Wi' yery gladness grat, " Ay, ay, dear Jeanie Morrison, Tears trinkled doun your cheek, Like dew-beads... | |
| 1837 - 624 pagina’s
...burn, For hours thegither sat In the s ilrni ness o' joy, till baith Wi' very gladness grat. " Ay, ay, dear Jeanie Morrison, Tears trinkled doun your cheek, Like dew-beads on a rose, yet nan* Had ony power to speak ! That was a time, a blessed time, When hearts were fresh and young, When... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pagina’s
...sang to the trees, And we with nature's heart in tune, Concerted harmonies; And on the knowe abune the burn For hours thegither sat In the silentness o' joy, till baith Wi' very gladness grat. Ay, ay, dear Jeanic Morrison, Tears trinkled doun your cheek, Like dew-beads on a rose, yet nane Had... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pagina’s
...sang to the trees, And we with nature's heart in tune, Concerted harmonies; And on the knowe abune the burn For hours thegither sat In the silentness o' joy, till baith Wi' very gladness grat. Ay, ay, dear Jeanie Morrison, Tears trinkled doun your cheek, Like dew-beads on a rose, yet nane Had... | |
| Henry Clapp - 1846 - 238 pagina’s
...sang to the trees, And we with Nature's heart jn tune, Concerted harmonies ; And on the knowe abune the burn, For hours thegither sat In the silentness o' joy, till baith Wi' very gladness grat. Ay, ay, dear Jeanie Morrison, Tears trinkled doun your cheek, Like dew-beads on a rose, yet nane Had... | |
| 1847 - 796 pagina’s
...sang to the trees, And we with Nature's heart in tune, Concerted harmonies ; And on the knowe abune the burn, For hours thegither sat In the silentness...gladness grat. Aye, aye, dear Jeanie Morrison, Tears trinklcd doun your cheek, That was a time, a blessed time, When hearts were fresh and young, When freely... | |
| Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1848 - 794 pagina’s
...tune, Concerted harmonies; And on the knowe abune the burn. For hours thegither sat In the silentnesa o' joy, till baith Wi' very gladness grat. Aye, aye, dear Jeanie Morrison, Tears trinlcled doun your cheek, Like dew-beads on a rose, yet nane Had ony power to speak! That was a time,... | |
| Scottish songs - 1852 - 356 pagina’s
...sung to the trees, And we, with Nature's heart in tune, Concerted harmonies ; And on the knowe abune the burn For hours thegither sat In the silentness...grat. Aye, aye, dear Jeanie Morrison, Tears trinkled down your cheek, Like dew-beads on a rose, yet nane Had ony power to speak ! That was a time, a blessed... | |
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