 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 171по Frederic William Farrar - 1881 - 198 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | David Macbeth Moir - 1851 - 398 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...blowing towards the west; But the young, young children, oh my brothers, They are weeping bitterly ! They are weeping in the playtime of the others, In the... | |
 | William S. Forrest - 1853 - 522 страници
...into life ?" " The young lambs are sporting on the meadows, The young birds are chirping in the nest; The young fawns are playing with the shadows, The...bitterly ; They are weeping in the playtime of the others, In the country of the free." The first Sabbath School in this place was formed in the spring... | |
 | William S. Forrest - 1853 - 498 страници
...into life ?" " The young lambs are sporting on 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 playtime of the others, In the... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 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 toward the west — But the young, young children, O my brothers, They are weeping bitterly ! — They... | |
 | 1853 - 560 страници
...CHILDREN. 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... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1853 - 508 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 toward the west — But the young, young children, 0 my brothers, They are weeping bitterly ! — They... | |
 | 1854 - 542 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...bitterly ; They are weeping in the play-time of the others, In this country of the free. For all day the wheels are droning, turning ; Their wind comes... | |
 | Elizabeth Oakes Prince Smith - 1854 - 360 страници
...CHAPTER VIII. 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 I — They... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1855 - 404 страници
...to " The Author of Mary Barton," in the Examiner, March 17, 1849. 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. ***#** They look up with their pale and sunken faces, And their... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1855 - 416 страници
...the West ; * Poems by Frances Anne Kemble, p. 151. LECTURE NINTH. But tlie 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. ###### They look up with their pale and sunken faces, And their... | |
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