 | Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1831 - 88 страници
...I'd pluck it on me ! Ay — though it bid me rifle My heart's last fount for its insatiate thirst — Though every life-strung nerve be maddened first —...child, And taunt its mother till my brain went wild — . " • All — I would do it all — Sooner than die, like a dull worm, to rot — Thrust foully... | |
 | Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1831 - 84 страници
...yearning in my throat for my sweet child, And taunt its mother till my brain went wild — All — I would do it all — Sooner than die, like a dull worm, to rot — Thrust foully into the earth to be forgot — Oh Heavens — but I appal Your heart, old man ! forgive ha ! on your... | |
 | 1834 - 402 страници
...mount and burn — Aye — though it bid me rifle My heart's last fount for its insatiate thirst ; — Though every life-strung nerve be maddened first Though...child, And taunt its mother till my brain went wild ; All — I would do it all — Sooner than die, like a dull worm, to rot Thrust foully in the earth... | |
 | 1834 - 406 страници
...it on me I .1 i Aye — though it bid me rifle My heart's last fount for its insatiate thirst ; — Though every life-strung nerve be maddened first — Though it should bid me stifle The yeaniing in my throat for my sweet ehild. And taunt its mother till my brain went wild ; — All—... | |
 | Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1835 - 274 страници
...stars ! I'd bind it on ! Ay—though it bid me rifle My heart's last fount for its insatiate thirst— Though every life-strung nerve be maddened first—...than die, like a dull worm, to rot— Thrust foully into the earth to be forgot ! Oh Heavens—but I appal Your heart, old man ! forgive ha! on your lives... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1836 - 534 страници
...mount and burn — Ay — though it bid me rifle My heart's last fount for its insatiate thirst — Though every life-strung nerve be maddened first—...child, And taunt its mother till my brain went wild — All — I would do it all — Sooner than die, like a dull worm, to rot ; Thrust foully in the... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 страници
...stars ! I'd pluck it on me. Ay, though it bid me rifle My heart's last fount for its insatiate thirst; Though every life-strung nerve be maddened first ;...child, And taunt its mother till my brain went wild ; — All, I would do it all, Sooner than die, like a dull worm, to rot i Thrust foully in the earth... | |
 | Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1837 - 266 страници
...! I'd bind it on ! Ay — though it bid me rifle My heart's last fount for its insatiate thirst — Though every life-strung nerve be maddened first — Though it should bid me stifle O The yearning in my throat for my sweet child, And taunt its mother till my brain went wild — All... | |
 | Ebenezer Bailey - 1840 - 426 страници
...my throat for my sweet child, And taunt its mother till my brain went wild; — " All, I would do ft all, Sooner than die, like a dull worm, to rot; Thrust foully in (.he earth to be forgot. O heavens ! but 1 appal Your heart, old man! forgive — Ha! on your lives,... | |
 | Ebenezer Bailey - 1841 - 416 страници
...throat for my sweet child, And taunt its mother till my brain went wild ; — " All, I would do ft all, Sooner than die, like a dull worm, to rot; Thrust foully in the earth to be forgot. O heavens ! but I appal Your heart, old man ! forgive — Ha ! on your lives, Let him not faint ! —... | |
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Ay, though it bid me rifle My heart's last fount for its insatiate thirst — Though every life-strung nerve be maddened first, Though it should bid me stifle The yearning in my throat for my sweet child, And taunt its mother till my brain went wild... 
