 And didst thou visit him no more? Thou didst, thou didst, my daughter deare; The waters laid thee at his doore, Ere yet the early dawn was clear. Thy pretty bairns in fast embrace, The lifted sun shone on thy face, Downe drifted to thy dwelling-place.  The World's Best Poetry ... - Strana 331904Úplné zobrazenie - O tejto knihe
 | 1865 - Počet stránok 838
...love, Elizabeth ! " " And didst thou visit him no more ? Thou didst, thou didst my daughter deare; The waters laid thee at his doore, Ere yet the early dawn...pretty bairns in fast embrace, The lifted sun shone on^hy face, Downe drifted to thy dwelling-place." " A Dead Year " and " Kequiescat in Pace" are the... | |
 | 1862 - Počet stránok 1006
...And didst thou visit him no more? Thou didst, thou didst, my daughter dcare . The waters laid thcc at his doore, Ere yet the early dawn was clear. Thy...grass, That ebbe swept out the flocks to sea ; A fatal ebhe and flow, alas ! To manyc more than myne and me : But each will mourn his own (she saith), And... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - 1863 - Počet stránok 344
...love, Elizabeth.' And didst thou visit him no more ? Thou didst, thou didst my daughter deare ; The waters laid thee at his doore, Ere yet the early dawn...ebbe and flow, alas ! To manye more than myne and me : But each will mourn his own (she saith). And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Than my sonne's wife,... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - 1863 - Počet stránok 274
...visit him no more ? Thou didst, thou didst, my daughter deare ; The waters laid thee at his doore, That flow strewed wrecks about the grass, That ebbe...ebbe and flow, alas ! To manye more than myne and me : But each will mourn his own (she saith). And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Than my sonne's wife,... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - 1863 - Počet stránok 554
...love, Elizabeth." And didst thcm visit him no more? Thou didst, thou didst, my daughter deare ; The waters laid thee at his doore, Ere yet the early dawn was clear. The pretty bairns in fast embrace, The lifted sun shone on thy face, Downe drifted to thy dwelling-place.... | |
 | David Gray - 1864 - Počet stránok 282
...my love, Elizabeth." And didst thou visit him no more ? Thou didst, thou didst my daughter deare The waters laid thee at his doore, Ere yet the early dawn...ebbe and flow, alas ! To manye more than myne and me : But each will mourn his own (she saith). And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Than my sonne's wife,... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - 1864 - Počet stránok 36
...my love, Elizabeth." And didst thou visit him no more ? Thou didst, thou didst my daughter deare The waters laid thee at his doore, Ere yet the early dawn...ebbe and flow, alas ! To manye more than myne and me : But each will mourn his own (she saith). And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath /* /.?•," , £•-„<... | |
 | 1864 - Počet stránok 594
...overtook her. Every reader will appreciate the mournful yet reconciling music of the extract : — " That flow strewed wrecks about the grass, That ebbe...ebbe and flow, alas ! To manye more than myne and me : But each will mourn his own (she saith). And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Than my sonne's wife,... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1865 - Počet stránok 562
...love, Elizabeth." And didst thou visit him no more ? Thou didst, thou didst, my daughter deare ; The waters laid thee at his doore, Ere yet the early dawn...ebbe and flow, alas ! To manye more than myne and me : And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Than my sonne's wife, Elizabeth. I shall never hear her more... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - 1866 - Počet stránok 274
...my love, Elizabeth." And didst thou visit him no more ? Thou didst, thou didst my daughter deare The waters laid thee at his doore, Ere yet the early dawn...ebbe and flow, alas ! To manye more than myne and me : But each will mourn his own (she saith). And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath 152 I shall never... | |
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