 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1832 - Počet stránok 338
...thee last. Those lips are thine—thy own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood sola'ced me : Voice only fails, else how distinct they say,...chase all thy fears away!" The meek intelligence of those'dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim... | |
 | 1832 - Počet stránok 406
...last. Those lips are thine,— thine own sweet smile I tee, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child ; chase all thy fears away !" The'meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles... | |
 | Samuel BLACKBURN - 1833 - Počet stránok 254
...heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood, solac'd me ; Voice only fails ; else how distinct...fears away !" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Bless'd be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles time's tyrannic claim To quench it)... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - Počet stránok 360
...oft in childhood solaced me': Voice only fails', else', how distinct they say', " Grieve not', myb child', chase all thy fears away'!" The meek intelligence...that can immortalize'; The art that baffles Time's tyrannick claim' To quench if,) here shines oil me still the same'. Faithful remembrancer of one so... | |
 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1835 - Počet stránok 328
...thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me : Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not my child, chase all thy fears away 1" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles... | |
 | Samuel Putnam - 1836 - Počet stránok 226
...heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood solac'd me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they...immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1837 - Počet stránok 448
...heard thee last. Those lips are thine— thy own sweet smile I seej The same, that oft in childhood solac'd me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, • " Grieve not, my childj chase all thy fears away !" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest.be the art that... | |
 | 1861 - Počet stránok 676
...of which we spake — none the less earnest or impressive for being placed within a parenthesis — The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalise, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it !) here shines on me still the... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1839 - Počet stránok 362
...Voice only fails', else', how distinct they say', "Grieve not', myb child', chase all thy fears away'i" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes', (Blest...can immortalize'; • The art that baffles Time's tyranaick claim' To quench it',) here shines on me still the same'. Faithful remembrancer of one so... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1839 - Počet stránok 302
...thee last; Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not my child ! chase all thy fears away !" My mother ! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd... | |
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With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away... 
