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" mid the falling dew, When looks were fond, and words were few. Though I see smiling at thy feet Five sons and ae fair daughter sweet ; And time, and care, and birth-time woes Have... "
The Ant, publ. during 1826 and 1827 - Страница 164
по Ant The - 1827
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838
...care, and birth-time woes Have dimmed thine eye, and touched thy rose : To thee, and thoughts of thee, belong All that charms me of tale or song ; When words...unsought, With gleams of deep enthusiast thought ; And faney in her heaven flies free, — They come, my love, they come from thee. O, when more thought we...

Selections from the British Poets, Том 2

1840
...care, and birth-time woes Have dimm'd thine eye and touched thy rose : To thee, and thoughts of thee, belong All that charms me of tale or song ; When words...flies free, They come, my love, they come from thee. Oh, when more thought we gave of old To silver than some give to gold, 'Twas sweet to sit and ponder...

The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century

Lyre - 1841 - 344 страници
...cares, and birth-time woes, Have dimmed thy eye, and touched thy rose ; To thee, and thoughts of thee, belong All that charms me of tale or song ; When words...free — They come, my love, they come from thee. O, when more thought we gave of old To silver than some give to gold ; ' Twas sweet to sit and ponder...

The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century

Lyre - 1841 - 344 страници
...cares, and birth-time woes, Have dimmed thy eye, and touched thy rose ; To thee, and thoughts of thee, belong All that charms me of tale or song ; When words...free — They come, my love, they come from thee. 0, when more thought we gave of old To silver than some give to gold ; ' Twas sweet to sit and ponder...

The New Mirror, Том 3

1844
...and louch'd thy rote ; To thee, and thoughts of thee, belong All that charms me of tale or «ong : When words come down, like dews, unsought, With gleams...free — They come, my love, they come from thee. O, when more thought we gave of old, To silver, than some give to gold ; 'Twas sweet to sit and ponder...

The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 504 страници
...care, and birth-time woes Have dimm'd thine eye, and touch'd thy rose: To thee, and thoughts of thee, belong All that charms me of tale or song ; When words...free, — They come, my love, they come from thee. Oh, when more thought we gave of old To silver than some give to gold, ' l ' was sweet to sit and ponder...

The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 504 страници
...care, and birth-time woes Have dimm'd thine eye, and touch'd thy rose: To thee, and thoughts of thee, belong All that charms me of tale or song ; When words...free, — They come, my love, they come from thee. Oh, when more thought we gave of old To silver than some give to gold, 'Twas sweet to sit and ponder...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayley

Samuel Carter Hall - 1846
...care, and birth-time woes Have dimm'd thine eye, and touch'd thy rose : To thee, and thoughts of thee, belong All that charms me of tale or song ; When words come down like dews unsought, With gleams of deep'enthusiast thought ; And fancy in her heaven flies free, — They come, my love, they come from...

Poems and Songs

Allan Cunningham - 1847 - 151 страници
...rose, To thee, and thoughts of thee, belong Whate'er charms me in tale or song. When words descend like dews unsought, With gleams of deep enthusiast...flies free, They come, my love, they come from thee. O, when more thought we gave, of old, To silver, than some give to gold, 'Twas sweet to sit and ponder...

A bridal gift, by the editor of 'A parting gift to a Christian friend'.

Bridal gift - 1848
...care and birth-time woes Have dimmed thine eye, and touched thy rose ; To thee, and thoughts of thee, belong All that charms me of tale or song; When words...free — They come, my love, they come from thee. O when more thought we gave of old To silver, than some gave to gold, 'T was sweet to sit and ponder...




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