 Sweet Mary, thou art dead! If thou wouldst stay, e'en as thou art, All cold and all serene, I still might press thy silent heart, And where thy smiles have been. While e'en thy chill, bleak corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own; But there I lay thee...  The Annual Biography and Obituary - Страница 1001826Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | 1826 - 820 страници
...in thy grave— And I am now alone ! 4. " I do not think, where'er thou art, Thon hast forgotten met And I, perhaps, may soothe this heart, In thinking...thee ; Yet there was round thee such a dawn, Of light ne'er seen before, An fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore !" Charles Wolfe had no sooner... | |
 | 1825 - 458 страници
...own. But there— I lay thee in the grave, And now — I am alone. I do not think, where'er thou ait, Thou hast forgotten me ; And I perhaps may soothe this heart In thinking still of thee ! Yet there was round thee such a dawn Of light ne'er seen before, As Fancy never could... | |
 | 1825 - 208 страници
...corse I have, Thou seemest still my own ; But there- — 1 lay thee in the grave, And 1 am now alone. I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten me ; And I perhaps may soothe this heart, By thinking still of thee. Yet there was round thee such a dawn Of light ne'er seen before, As Fancy... | |
 | 1825 - 600 страници
...corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own, But there I lay thee in thy grave — And I am now alone ! ' I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten...; Yet, there was round thee such a dawn, Of light ne'er seen before, As fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore !' Another song at p. 135,... | |
 | 1825 - 386 страници
...course I have, Thou seemcst still mine own, But there I lay thec in thy grave — And I am now alone ! I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten...thee ; Yet there was round thee such a dawn, Of light ne'er Been before — As fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore ! He was asked whether... | |
 | 1826 - 494 страници
...What thou ne'er left'st unsaid, And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary ! — thou art dead ! a. " If thou would'st stay, e'en as thou art, All cold,...fancy never could have drawn,, And never can restore I" 97 No. V. THE RIGHT HONOURABLE CHARLES WHITWORTH, EARL WHITWORTH OF ADBASTON, COUNTY OF STAFFORD... | |
 | 1826 - 820 страници
...silent heart, And where thy smiles have been ! While e'en thy chill bleak corse I have, Thou seemeet still mine own, But there I lay thee in thy grave—...thee ; Yet there was round thee such a dawn, Of light ne'er seen before, Aa fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore !" 1826.] Remains and Memoir*... | |
 | 1826 - 840 страници
...corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own, But there I lay thee in thy grave — And I am now alone ! " I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten...thee ; Yet there was round thee such a dawn, Of light ne'er seen before, As fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore !" Charles Wolfe hail no... | |
 | 1826 - 696 страници
...cone [ have, Thou seemest still mine own, Bat there— 1 lay thee m the grave, And now — I am alone. I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten me ; And I perhapi may tootlie thii heart In thinking still on thee I Yet there was round thee such a dawn Of... | |
 | Charles Wolfe, John Abraham Russell - 1827 - 500 страници
...I have, T-hou seemest still mine own ; , But there I lay thee in thy grave — And I am now alone ! I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten...thee : Yet there was round thee such a dawn Of light ne'er seen before, As fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore ! He was asked whether he... | |
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