 | John Williamson Palmer - 1861 - 540 страници
...rose, 23 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... | |
 | Life-lights - 1864 - 344 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... | |
 | Henry Southgate - 1865 - 398 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... | |
 | 1865 - 380 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 ol'd, To silver, than some give to gold, 'Twas sweet to sit and ponder... | |
 | Elizabeth A. Thurston - 1866 - 320 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...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... | |
 | Mary Anne Marzials - 1867 - 332 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...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... | |
 | Mary Anne Marzials - 1867 - 332 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. O, when more thought we gave of old To silver, than some give to gold, 'Twas sweet to sit and ponder... | |
 | J. H. - 1867 - 860 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... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1868 - 328 страници
...of talc or song ; When words come down like dews nnsonght, With gleams of deep enthnsiast thonght ; And fancy in her heaven flies free, — They come, my love, they come from thee. O, when more thonght we gave of old To silver than some give to gold, 'Twas sweet to sit and ponder... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1869 - 810 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. nine beautiful lines of your- In a former ter of the Literary Souvenir introduced ) your wife, and... | |
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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... 
