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" COME to me, O ye children ! For I hear you at your play, And the questions that perplexed me Have vanished quite away. Ye open the eastern windows, That look towards the sun, Where thoughts are singing swallows And the brooks of morning run. "
The Courtship of Miles Standish, and Other Poems - Страница 106
по Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1859 - 119 страници
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The English Presbyterian Messenger

1860 - 1246 страници
...questions that perplexed me Have vanished quite away. Ye open the Eastern windows, That look toward the sun, Where thoughts are singing swallows, And...are the birds and the sunshine, In your thoughts the brooklets flow ¡ But in mine is the wind of autumn, And tho first fall of the anow. SO1TE OF THE Г8Е8...

The Juvenile companion, and Sunday-school hive [afterw.] The ..., Томове 25–26

1876 - 396 страници
...children ! For I hear you at your play, And the questions that perplexed me Have vanished quite away. Ye open the eastern windows, That look towards the...are the birds and the sunshine, In your thoughts the brooklets flow. But in mine is the wind of autumn , And the first fall of the snow. Ah ! what would...

The Ohio Cultivator

S.D. Harris - 1858 - 400 страници
...the eastern windows, That look towards the aun, Where thoughts are singing swallows, And the brookit of morning run. In your hearts are the birds and the...In your thoughts, the brooklet's flow, But in mine in the wind of Autumn And the Erst fall of the snow. Ah I what would the world be to us If the children...

The Courtship of Miles Standish: And Other Poems

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1859 - 242 страници
...children ! For I hear you at your play, And the questions that perplexed me Have vanished quite away. Ye open the eastern windows, That look towards the...are singing swallows And the brooks of morning run. CHILDREN. In your hearts are the birds and the sunshine, In your thoughts the brooklet's flow, But...

The poetical works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. New complete ed., with ...

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1859 - 724 страници
...children ! For I hear you at your play, And the questions that perplexed me Have vanished quite away. Ye open the eastern windows, That look towards the...Where thoughts are singing swallows And the brooks ol morning run. In your hearts are the birds and the sunshine. In your thoughts the brooklets flow,...

Dwight's Journal of Music, Томове 13–14

1859 - 440 страници
...questions that perplexed mo Have vanished quite away. Ye open the eastern windows, That look toward the sun, Where thoughts are singing swallows And the brooks of morning rnn. In yonr hearts arc the birds and the sunshine, In yonr thoughts the brooklet's flow, But in mine...

Life-lights of song, ed. by D. Page, Том 2; Том 56

Life-lights - 1864 - 344 страници
...children ! For I hear you at your play, And the questions that perplex'd me Have vanish'd quite away. Ye open the eastern windows, That look towards the...are the birds and the sunshine, In your thoughts the brooklets flow, But mine is the wind of autumn And the first fall of the snow. Ah ! what would the...

The complete poetical works [&c.].

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1864 - 712 страници
...children ! For I hear you at your play. And the questions that perplexed me Have vanished quite away. Ye open the eastern windows, That look towards the...are the birds and the sunshine, In your thoughts the brooklets flow, But in mine is the wind of Autumn, And the first fall of the snow. Ah ! what would...

The Water-babies: A Fairy Tale for a Land-baby

Charles Kingsley - 1864 - 322 страници
...children ! For I hear you at your play ; And the questions that perplexed me Have vanished -quite away. " Ye open the Eastern windows, That look towards the...are singing swallows, And the brooks of morning run. ***** " For what are all our contrivings And the wisdom of our books, When compared with your caresses...

The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1865 - 388 страници
...children ! For I hear you at your play, And the questions that perplexed me Have vanished quite away. Ye open the eastern windows, That look towards the sun. Where thoughts are singing swallows, And the hrooks of morning run. In your hearts are the hirds and the sunshine, In your thoughts the hrooklet's...




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