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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 Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1878 - 450 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 of moruing run. In your hearts are the birds and the sunshine, In your thoughts the brooklet's flow, But...

The Longfellow birthday book, arranged by C. Dixon

Henry Wadsworth [extracts] Longfellow - 1878 - 306 страници
...Killingmrth." PJ Bailey, (Author of Festus,) born 1816. April 23. Shakespeare, born 1564. April 24. In your hearts are the birds and the sunshine, In your thoughts the brooklet's flow. Children. Trained for either camp or court, Skilful in each manly sport. Tales of a Wayside Inn —...

Carleton's Hand-book of Popular Quotations: A Book of Ready Reference for ...

G.W. Carleton & Co - 1878 - 360 страници
...when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die. MOORE, Fire Worshippert. Children — Ah ! what would the world be to us, If the CHILDREN were nc more ? We should dread the desert behind us Worse than the dark before. LONGFELLOW, Children. —...

Unity Pulpit, Том 9

1887 - 626 страници
...on the " Children " ! In your hearts arc 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 I what would the world be to us, If the children were no more ? We should dread the desert behind us...

The Birthday Book of American Poets

Almira Leach Hayward - 1880 - 300 страници
...feet. She was not wooed, nor was I won. What draws the dew-drop to the sun ? Alice Cary. September 80. Ye open the eastern windows, That look towards the...the wind of Autumn And the first fall of the snow. HW Longfellow. • September 29. September 3O. OCTOBER. BENDlNG above the spicy woods which blaze,...

Poems of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1880 - 584 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. tb* In your hearts are the birds and sunshine, In your thoughts the brooklet's flow, But in mine is...

The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1880 - 686 страници
...singing swallows, And the brooks of morning run. la jour hearts are the birds and the sunshine, h jour thoughts the brooklet's flow, But in mine is the wind of Autumn, And the first fall of the snow. Ai.! what would the world be to us, li the children were no more ? ^e AouU dread the desert behind...

The poetical works of Henry W. Longfellow, ed. with a critical memoir by W.M ...

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1880 - 704 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 swallow--, And the brooks of morning run. In your hearts are the birds and the sunshine, In your thoughts...

Charles Kingsley: his letters and memories of his life, ed. by his wife [F.E ...

Charles Kingsley - 1880 - 392 страници
...For I hear you at your play, And the questions which have vexed me Have vanished quite away. ***** In your hearts 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. ***** Come to me,...

the home visitor and district companion an illustrated magazine

rev. p. b. power, m.a. - 1880 - 588 страници
...children ! For I bear you at your play ; And tbe questions that perplexed me Have vanished quite away. In your hearts are the birds and the sunshine, In your thoughts the brooklets flow ; Hut in mine is the wind of autumn, And the first fall of the snow. Ah ! what would...




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