 Seek it inquiringly Before the thought comes that — he is not there ! When, at the cool, gray break Of day, from sleep I wake, With my first breathing of the morning air My soul goes up, with joy, To Him who gave my boy ; Then comes the sad thought...  The Farmer's Monthly Visitor - Страница 2791852Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 страници
...thought comes that — he is not there ! When, at the cool, gray break Of day, from sleep I wake, With my first breathing of the morning air, My soul goes...up, with joy, To Him who gave my boy; Then comes the sail thought that — he is not there ! When at the day's calm close, Before we seek repose, [prayer,... | |
 | C. Palfrey - 1840 - 754 страници
...thought conies that—he is not there! When, at the cool, gray break Of day, from sleep I wake, With my first breathing of the morning air My soul goes...To Him who gave my boy, Then comes the sad thought that—he is not there ! When, at the day's calm close. Before we seek repose, I'm with his mother,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 страници
...thought comes that — he is not there ! When, at the coo!, gray break Of day, from sleep I wake, With my first breathing of the morning air My soul goes...When at the day's calm close, Before we seek repose, I 'm with his mother, offering up our prayer, Whate'er I may be saying, I am, in spirit, praying For... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 280 страници
...thought comes that — he is not there \ When, at the cool, gray break. Of day, from sleep I wake, With my first breathing of the morning air My soul goes...When at the day's calm close, Before we seek repose, I 'm with his mother, offering up our prayer, Whate'er I may be saying, I am, in spirit, praying For... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 188 страници
...\— sy \ P.Jv> &c$&\ rtft-O»ACJ m 4* When at the cool, gray break of day, from slcep I wake, With my first breathing of the morning air, My soul goes...mother, offering up our prayer : . Whate'er I may be mying, I am, in spirit, praying For our boy's spirit, though — he is not there ! Not there ! —... | |
 | William Morrison Engles - 1844 - 274 страници
...thought comes that — he is not there ! When, at the cool, gray break Of day, from sleep I wake, With my first breathing of the morning air, My soul goes...repose, I'm, with his mother, offering up our prayer, Or evening anthems tuning, In spirit, I'm communing With our boy's spirit, though — he is not there... | |
 | 1844 - 298 страници
...thought comes that — he is not there ! When, at the cool, gray break Of day, from sleep I wake, With my first breathing of the morning air My soul goes...When at the day's calm close, Before we seek repose, I 'm with his mother, offering up our prayer, Whate'er I may be saying, I am, in spirit, praying For... | |
 | Charles William Everest - 1844 - 480 страници
...thought comes that—he is not there! When, at the cool, gray break Of day, from sleep I wake, With my first breathing of the morning air My soul goes...To HIM who gave my boy; Then comes the sad thought that—he is not there ! When at the day's calm close, Before we seek repose, I 'm with his mother,... | |
 | John Keese - 1844 - 140 страници
...thought comes that — he is not there I When, at the cool, grey break Of day, from sleep I wake, With my first breathing of the morning air My soul goes...with joy, To Him who gave my boy, — Then comes the Bad thought that— he is not there I When at the day's calm close, Before we seek repose, I 'm with... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 136 страници
...thought comes that— he is not there ! When, at the cool, gray break Of day, from sleep I wake, With my first breathing of the morning air My soul goes up, with joy, When at the day's calm close, Before we seek repose, I'm with his mother, offering up our prayer, Whate'er... | |
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