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" 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... "
Talks on Temperance - Страница 171
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Blackwood's Magazine, Том 54

1843
...their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows, The young birds are chirping in the nest, The young fawns are playing with the shadows, The young flowers are blowing from the west ; But the young young children, O my brothers! They are weeping bitterly 1 They are weeping...

The Poems of Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Том 2

Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1844
...their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows ; The young birds are chirping in the nest ; The young fawns are 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...

The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 504 страници
...chirping in the nest, The young fawns are playing in the shadows, The young flowers are blowing from the west ; But the young, young children, O my brothers...bitterly ! They are weeping in the playtime of the others, In the country of the free. Do you question the youngchildren in their sorrow, Why their tears...

The Oxford and Cambridge review, Том 1

1845
...their tears. ' The young lambs are bleating in the meadows ; The young birds are chirping in the nest ; The young fawns are playing with the shadows ; The...towards the west. ' But the young young children, 0 my brothers ! They are weeping bitterly ! They are weeping in the play-time of the others, In the...

Voices of the True-hearted

1846 - 288 страници
...the meadows, The young birds are chirping in the nest, The young fawns are playing in the shadows, But the young, young children, O my brothers ! They...bitterly ! They are weeping in the play-time of the others, In the country of the free. Do you question the young children in their sorrow, Why their tears...

Voices of the True-hearted

1846 - 288 страници
...playing in the shadows, The young flowers are blowing from the West ; But the young, young children, 0 my brothers ! They are weeping bitterly ! They are weeping in the play-time of the others, In the country of the free. Do you question the young children in their sorrow, Why their tears...

The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 504 страници
...playing in the shadows, The young flowers are blowing from the west ; But the young, young children, 0 my brothers ! They are weeping bitterly ! They are weeping in the playtime of the others, In the country of the free. Do you question the young children in their sorrow, Why i heir...

Ship and Shore: Or, Pencil Sketches on a Recent Voyage To, and a Tour In ...

John Spence (jr.), Young physician - 1847 - 148 страници
...are playing with the shadows, The young flowers are blowing from the west ; But the young children, 0 my brothers ! They are weeping bitterly ! They are weeping in the play-time of the others — In the country of the free." Listen now to the language of encouragement to children, and...

Ship and Shore: Or, Pencil Sketches on a Recent Voyage To, and a Tour In ...

John Spence (jr.), Young physician - 1847 - 148 страници
...their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows, The young birds are chirping in the nest, The young fawns are playing with the shadows, The young flowers are blowing from the west ; But the young children, O my brothers ! They are weeping bitterly ! They are weeping...

The Poems of Elizabeth Barrett Browning ...

Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1850
...their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows : The young birds are chirping in the nest ; The young fawns are 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...




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