 | Charles William Everest - 1844 - 480 страници
...! I walk my parlor floor, And, through the open door, I hear a footfall on the chamber stair; I 'm stepping toward the hall To give the boy a call; And then bethink me that—he is not there! I thread the crowded street; A satchelled lad I meet, With the same beaming... | |
 | 1845 - 328 страници
...study-chair; Yet, when my eyes,, now dim With tears, I turn to him, The vision vanishes, — he is not there! I walk my parlor floor, And, through the open door,...chamber stair ; I'm stepping toward the hall, To give my child a call ; And then bethink me that— he is not therer I thread the crowded street; A satchelled... | |
 | Friedrich von Raumer - 1845 - 1158 страници
...parlour floor, And, through the open door, 1 hear a footfall on the chamber stair; I'm stepping towards the hall To give the boy a call ; And then bethink me that — he is not there! I thread the crowded street; A satchell'd lad I meet, With the same beaming eyes and colour'd hair And,... | |
 | 1846 - 302 страници
...chair ; Yet when my eyes, now dim With tears, I turn to him, The vision vanishes — he is not there ! I walk my parlor floor, And, through the open door,...; And then bethink me that — he is not there ! I thread the crowded street : A satchel'd lad I meet With the same beaming eyes and colored hair ; And,... | |
 | Friedrich von Raumer - 1846 - 522 страници
...chair, Yet when my eyes, now dim With tears, I turn to him, The vision vanishes — he is not there ! I walk my parlor floor, And, through the open door,...hear a footfall on the chamber stair ; I'm stepping towards the hall To give the boy a call ; And then bethink me that — he is not there ! I thread the... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1849 - 578 страници
...chair ; Yet, when my eyes, now dim With tears, I turn to him, The vision vanishes — he is not there ! I walk my parlor floor, And, through the open door,...hear a footfall on the chamber stair ; I'm stepping towards the hall I thread the crowded street ; A satchelled lad I meet, With the same beaming eyes... | |
 | M. A. H. - 1849 - 160 страници
...eyes, now dim With tears, I turn to him, The vision vanishes, — he is not there ! I walk my parlour floor, And through the open door I hear a footfall on the chamber stair ; I 'm stepping towards the hall I thread the crowded street : A satchelled lad I meet, With the same... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1851 - 442 страници
...chair ; Yet, when my eyes, now dim With tears, I turn to him, The vision vanishes — he is not there ! I walk my parlor floor, And, through the open door, I hear a footfall on his chamber stair ; I'm stepping toward the hall To give the boy a call ; And then begin to think —... | |
 | Martha Noyes Williams - 1853 - 292 страници
...; Yet, when my eyes, now dim AVith tears, I turn to him, The vision vanishes — he is not there ! I walk my parlor floor, And through the open door...hear a footfall on the chamber stair ; I'm stepping towards the hall To give the boy a call ; And then bethink me that — he is not there. I thread the... | |
 | Rufus Wheelwright Clark - 1853 - 288 страници
...! I walk my parlor-floor, And, through the open door, I hear a footfall on the chamber stair ; I 'm stepping toward the hall, To give the boy a call, And then bethink me that — he is not there! I know his face is hid Under the coffin-lid ; Closed are his eyes, cold is his forehead fair ; My hand... | |
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I CANNOT make him dead ! His fair sunshiny head Is ever bounding round my study chair; Yet, when my eyes, now dim With tears, I turn to him, The vision vanishes — he is not there! 
