| Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 страници
..., 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...— • 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... | |
| Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1853 - 800 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. Oh, when more thought we gave, of old, To silver, than some give to gold, 'Twas sweet to sit and ponder... | |
| 1853 - 560 страници
...rose ; To thee, and thoughts of thee, belong Wbate'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, 'T was sweet to sit and ponder... | |
| 1856 - 754 страници
...Sotg' unb Sinbbett ^at bein Mug' ©ctriibt, terubrt ben tof'gen ^au* , 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, 'Twaa sweet to sit and ponder... | |
| Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - 436 страници
...rose, To thee, and thoughts of thee, belong Whate'cr 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. Oh, when more thought we gave, of old, To silver, than some give to gold, 'Twas sweet to sit and ponder... | |
| Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1857 - 800 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. Oh, when more thought we gave, of old, To silver, than some give to gold, 'Twas sweet to sit and ponder... | |
| Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 644 страници
...223 To thcc, and thoughts of thcc, belong Whate'cr charms me in tale or son". B When words descend, like dews unsought, With gleams of deep enthusiast...heaven flies free, They come, my love, they come from thec. Oh, when more thought we gave, of old, To silver, than some give to gold, 'Twas sweet to sit... | |
| Beautiful poetry - 1859 - 420 страници
...thoughts of thee, belong When words descend like dews unsought, Whate'er charms me in tale or song. With gleams of deep enthusiast thought, And fancy...flies free, They come, my love, they come from thee. 'Twas sweet to pull, in hope, with thee, The golden fruit of fortune's tree; A'nd sweeter still to... | |
| Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - 560 страници
...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...flies free, They come, my love, they come from thee. Twas sweet to sit and ponder o'er What things should deck our humble bower ! T was sweet to pull iu... | |
| Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - 552 страници
...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...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 ; 46 Twas sweet to sit and ponder... | |
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