 Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young heads against their mothers, And that cannot stop their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows, The young birds are chirping in the...  The Student's Treasury of English Song ... - Pagina 52door William Henry Davenport Adams - 1873Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | George Rhett Cathcart - 1874 - 454 pagina’s
..."Death," I said; but there The silver answer rang,- " Not Death, but Love." THE CRY OF THE CHILDREN.* Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the...cannot stop their tears The young lambs are bleating in ^ ^^ I he young birds are chirping in the nest, The young fawns are playing with the shadows, The young... | |
 | Samuel Austin Allibone - 1875 - 794 pagina’s
...crosses keeping with them, They make time old to tend them, and experience An ass, they alter so. Do ye hear the children weeping, 'O my brothers, Ere...against their mothers, And that cannot stop their tears. EB BROWNING. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant... | |
 | George Rhett Cathcart - 1876 - 452 pagina’s
...I said; but there The silver answer rang, — " Not Death, but Love." THE CRY OF THE CHILDREN.* Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the...shadows, The young flowers are blowing towards the west; But the young, young children, O my brothers, They are weeping bitterly ! — They are weeping in the... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard, Homer Baxter Sprague - 1876 - 454 pagina’s
...slight radical, stress; moderate slides, often rising. Thus : — Do you hear the children weeping, 0 my brothers ! Ere the sorrow comes with years ? They...young fawns are playing with the shadows, The young ilowers are blowing towards the west; But the young, young children, 0 my brothers, — They are weeping... | |
 | William Stephens Hayward - 1876 - 336 pagina’s
...magnificent pathos, wrote about the sorrows of the young, saying :— " Do you hear the children weeping, 0 my brothers ? Ere the sorrow comes with years. They...in the meadows, The young birds are chirping in the neat, The young fawns are playing with the shadows, The young flowers are blooming towards the west.... | |
 | George Rhett Cathcart - 1877 - 454 pagina’s
...I said; but there The silver answer rang, — " Not Death, but Love." THE CRY OF THE CHILDREN.* Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the...shadows, The young flowers are blowing towards the west ; But the young, young children, 0 my brothers, They are weeping bitterly ! — They are weeping in... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard, Homer Baxter Sprague - 1878 - 456 pagina’s
...rising. Thus : — Do you hear the children "weeping, 0 my brothers ! Ere the sorrow comes with years f They are leaning their young heads against their mothers,...shadows, The young flowers are blowing towards the west ; But the young, young children, O my brothers, — They are weeping bitterly ! They are weeping in... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1877 - 354 pagina’s
...i9 THE DANCE 329 A TAl.E OF VILLAFRANCA 332 A COUUT LADY 835 THE CRY OF THE CHILDREN. MEDEA. I. Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the...mothers, And that cannot stop their tears. The young lamhs are bleating in the meadows, The young birds fire chirping in the nest, The young fawns are playing... | |
 | John Andrew Jennings - 1878 - 488 pagina’s
...Chapman and Hall.] DIVISION I.-SERIOUS, PATHETIC, &c. PART II. -POETRY. THE CRY OF THE CHILDREN. Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the...playing with the shadows, The young flowers are blowing toward the west — But the young, young children, O my brothers, They are weeping bitterly ! They... | |
 | Thomas Morrison (LL.D.) - 1878 - 328 pagina’s
...married Robert Browning, one of the greatest poets of this century. She died 29th June, 1861.] 1. Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the...leaning their young heads against their mothers, — And tlw,t cannot stop their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows, The young birds are chirping... | |
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