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" My blessin' and my pride; There's nothing left to care for now, Since my poor Mary died. Yours was the good, brave heart, Mary, That still kept hoping on, When the trust in God had left my soul, And my arm's young strength was gone; There was comfort... "
Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Страница 415
1858
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The Volta Review, Том 16

1914 - 894 страници
...my pride : there's nothing left to care for now, since my poor Mary died. Yours was the brave good heart, Mary, that still kept hoping on, when the trust...lip, and the kind look on your brow ; I bless you for the same, Mary, though you cannot hear me now. I thank you for the patient smile, when your heart...

A Book of Irish Verse

William Butler Yeats - 1911 - 354 страници
...Father sends ! And you were all / had, Mary My blessin' and my pride ! There's nothin' left to care for now, • Since my poor Mary died. Yours was the...arm's young strength was gone ; There was comfort even on your lip, And the kind look on your brow — I bless you, Mary, for that same, Though you cannot...

Voice, Speech and Gesture: A Practical Handbook to the Elocutionary Art ...

Robert D. Blackman - 1912 - 1230 страници
...sends ! And you were all I had, Mary, My blessin' and my pride ; There's nothing left to care for no\r, Since my poor Mary died. Yours was the good brave...on, When the trust in God had left my soul, And my arms' young strength was gone ; There was comfort ever on your lip, And a kind look on your brow, —...

Reminiscences

Robert Milton Howard - 1912 - 376 страници
...Father sends; And you were all I had, Mary, My blessin' and my pride; There's nothing left to care for now, Since my poor Mary died. Yours was the good, brave heart, Mary, That si ri kept hoping on, When the trust in God had left my noul, And my arm's young strength was gone;...

The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse

Arthur Quiller-Couch - 1913 - 1048 страници
...Father sends ! And you were all / had, Mary, My blessin' and my pride : There 's nothin' left to care for now, Since my poor Mary died. Yours was the good,...Mary, for that same, Though you cannot hear me now. 1 thank you for the patient smile When your heart was fit to break, • When the hunger pain was gnawin'...

The Oxford Book of English Verse, 1250-1900

Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - 1918 - 1116 страници
...Father semis! And you were all / had, Mary, My blessin' and my pride : There 's nothin' left to care for now, Since my poor Mary died. Yours was the good,...brave heart, Mary, That still kept hoping on, When the tru*t in God had left my soul. And my arm's young strength was gone; There was comfort ever on your...

A Book of Women's Verse

Sir John Collings Squire - 1921 - 232 страници
...Father sends ! And you were all / had, Mary, My blessin' and my pride ; There 's nothin' left to care for now Since my poor Mary died. Yours was the good, brave heart, Mary, That still went hoping on, When the trust in God had left my soul, And my arms' young strength was gone : There...

A Book of British and American Verse

Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig, Asa Don Dickinson - 1922 - 1920 страници
...Mary, My blessin' and my pride : There 's nothin' left to care for now, Since my poor Mary died. 3* Yours was the good, brave heart, Mary, That still...left my soul, And my arm's young strength was gone : -- . .• - • •-...= ...- ••-.. ?:•;-.• • , i ••: j •*• .«-. • -: • •„...

A Book of Irish Verse

William Butler Yeats - 2000 - 324 страници
...Father sends ! And you were all 7 had, Mary, My blessin' and my pride! There's nothin' left to care for now, Since my poor Mary died. Yours was the good, brave heart, Mary, That still kept hoping on, 72 When the trust in God had left my soul, And my arm's young strength was gone; There was comfort...
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Crown Jewels or Gems of Literature Art and Music

Henry Davenport Northrup - 1888 - 790 страници
...Father sends ! And you were all I had, Mary — My blessing and my pride ; There's nothing left to care for now, Since my poor Mary died. Yours was the good,...on your brow — I bless you, Mary, for that same, Tho* you cannot hear me now. I thank you for the patient smile When your heart was fit to break —...




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