 Tis but a step down yonder lane, And the little church stands near — The church where we were wed, Mary, I see the spire from here. But the graveyard lies between, Mary, And my step might break your rest — For I've laid you, darling, down to sleep,...  Celtic Irish Songs and Song-writers: A Selection - Strana 282úprava: - 1885 - Počet stránok 334Úplné zobrazenie - O tejto knihe
 | Horatio Hastings Weld - 1847 - Počet stránok 294
...the dearest hopes And clouding with deep gloom life's brightest days. "OUR ELSIE." BY ALICE G. LEE. "The poor make no new friends, But oh, they love the better still The few our Father »endi !" DREAMS are strange things, and it is my opinion that one travels... | |
 | Ann Jane - 1855 - Počet stránok 1198
...we were wed, Mary — I see the spire from here. But the graveyard lies between, And my step might break your rest, For I've laid you, darling, down...make no new friends ; But oh ! they love the better still The few our Father sends ! And you were all 1 had, Mary, My blessing and my pride ; There's nothing... | |
 | Thomas King Greenbank - 1849 - Počet stránok 446
...spire from here; But the grave-yard lies between, Mary, And my step might break your rest; For I 've laid you, darling, down to sleep, With your baby on...lonely now, Mary, For the poor make no new friends ; And you were all I had, Mary, My blessing and my pride; There's nothing left to care for now. Since... | |
 | Robert Kemp Philp - Počet stránok 580
...were wed, Mary, I see the spire from here. But the grave-yard lies between, Mary, And my step might break your rest— For I've laid you, darling ! down to sleep, With your baby oil your breast. I'm very lonely now, Mary, For the ]Kx>r make no new friends, But, oh ! they love... | |
 | 1850 - Počet stránok 656
...were wed, Mary, I see the spire from here ; But the grave-yard lies between, Mary, And my step might break your rest, For I've laid you, darling, down to sleep, With your babe upon your breast. " I'm very lonely, now, Mary, For the poor make no new friends ; But 0 ! they... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - Počet stránok 740
...were wed, Mary, I see the spire from here. But the grave-yard lies between, Mary, And my step might break your rest — For I've laid you, darling ! down...make no new friends, But, oh ! they love the better still The few our Father sends ! And you were all I had, Mary, My blessin' and my pride ; There's nothin'... | |
 | John K. Cornyn - 1853 - Počet stránok 426
...history rather than the daily observation of all our citizens," GHAPTEE XXIV. THE MISSION OF LOVE, " For the poor make no new friends. But oh, they love the better far, The few our Father sends." THE letter wliicli imparted to the Hamilton family the intelligence of Dick Wilson's fall, brought... | |
 | 1853 - Počet stránok 560
...spire from here. But the grave-yard lies between, Mary, And my step might break your rest — For I 've laid you, darling, down to sleep With your baby on your breast. 160 LAMENT OF THE IRISH EMIGRANT. I 'm very lonely now, Mary, For the poor make no new friends, But,... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1858 - Počet stránok 420
...spire from here. 52 But tho grave-yard lies between, Mary, And my step might break your rest, Where I've laid you, darling, down to sleep. With your baby...make no new friends; But, oh, they love the better The few our Father sends. 53 And you were all I had, Mary, My blessing and my pride; There's nothing... | |
 | Samuel Lover - 1858 - Počet stránok 394
...from here. But the grave-yard lies between, Mary, And my step might break your rest—- For I ' ve laid you, darling ! down to sleep, With your baby...make no new friends, But, oh! they love the better still, The few our Father sends ! And you were all / had, Mary, My blessin' and my pride : There's... | |
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