 | 1857 - Počet stránok 830
...Its tiny wings upon my breast. From morn till evening's purple tinge, In winsome helplessness sh« lies; Two rose-leaves, with a silken fringe, Shut softly on her starry eyes. There '.- not in Ind a lovelier bird ; Broad earth owns not a happier nest ; 0 God, thou hast a fountain... | |
 | 1850 - Počet stránok 740
...upon my breast. From morn to evening's purple tinge In winsome helplessness she lies, Two rose leaves with a silken fringe Shut softly on her starry eyes....lovelier bird, Broad earth owns not a happier nest, 0 God l thou hast a fountain stirred, Whose waters never more shall rest. This beautiful mysterious... | |
 | 1848 - Počet stránok 672
...had left the sky, A birdling sought my Indian nest, And folded, oh so lovingly ! Her tiny wings upon my breast. From morn till evening's purple tinge, In winsome helplessness she lies ; Two rose leaves, with a silken fringe, Shut softly on her starry eyes. There's not in Ind a lovelier bird... | |
 | Caroline May - 1848 - Počet stránok 556
...left the sky, A birdling sought my Indian nest, And folded, oh ! so lovingly ! Her tiny wings upon my breast. From morn till evening's purple tinge,...with a silken fringe, Shut softly on her starry eyes. • ^^•^^M - J . •. •...•; , l • • EMILY E. JUDSON. 447 There's not in Ind a lovelier bird;... | |
 | Caroline May - 1848 - Počet stránok 624
...had left the sky, A birdling sought my Indian nest, And folded, oh! so lovingly! Her tiny wings upon my breast. From morn till evening's purple tinge,...helplessness she lies; Two rose-leaves, with a silken fringe, There's not in Ind a lovelier bird; Broad earth owns not a happier nest; O God, them hast a fountain... | |
 | 1848 - Počet stránok 400
...had left the sky, A birdling sought my Indian nest, And folded, oh so lovingly! Her tiny wings upon my breast. From morn till evening's purple tinge, In winsome helplessness she lies; Two rose leaves, with a silken fringe, Shut softly on her starry eyes. There's not in Ind a lovelier bird;... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1849 - Počet stránok 428
...had left the sky, A birdling sought my Indian nest, And folded, oh ! so lovingly, Its tiny wings upon my breast. From morn till evening's purple tinge,...with a silken fringe, Shut softly on her starry eyes. There 's not in Ind a lovelier bird ; Broad earth owns not a happier nest; 0 God, thon hast a fountain... | |
 | 1850 - Počet stránok 612
...birdling sought my Indian nest. And folded, oh ! so lovingly, Her tiny wings upon my breast. From morn to evening's purple tinge, In winsome helplessness she...Ind a lovelier bird : Broad earth owns not a happier nestO God ! Thou hast a fountain stirred, Whose waters never more shall rest. This beautiful mysterious... | |
 | Mrs. L. G. Abell - 1850 - Počet stránok 462
...had left the sky, A birdling sought my Indian nest, And folded, oh, so lovingly ! Her tiny wings upon my breast From morn till evening's purple tinge, In...with a silken fringe, Shut softly on her starry eyes. There 's not in Ind a lovelier bird ; Broad earth owns not a happier nest ; 0, God, thou hast a fountain... | |
 | Daniel Clarke Eddy - 1850 - Počet stránok 380
...left the sky, A birdling sought my Indian nest, And folded, oh ! so lovingly ! Her tiny wings upon my breast. From morn till evening's purple tinge, In •winsome helplessness she lies ; Two rose leaves with a silken fringe, Shut softly on her starry eyes. There's not in Ind a lovelier bird... | |
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There's not in Ind a lovelier bird ; Broad earth owns not a happier nest ; O God, thou hast a fountain stirred Whose waters nevermore shall rest... 
