 | 1824 - 984 pàgines
...first wild dreams— ten yean ago ! VI. ' Have we not knelt betide his bed, And watch'd our fint-born blossom die ? Hoped, till the shade of hope had fled, Then wept till feeling's fount was dry i* Was it not sweet, in that dark hour, To think, 'mid mutual tears and sighs, Our bud had left its... | |
 | 1824 - 792 pàgines
...blow, Youth's first wild dreams— ten years ago ! VI. Have we not knelt beside his bed, And watch'd our first-born blossom die ? Hoped, till the shade...Then wept till feeling's fount was dry ? Was it not sweet, in that dark hour, To think, 'mid mutual tears and sighs, Our bud had left its earthly bower,... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 498 pàgines
...life's fitful tide, Nor mourn, whatever winds may blow, Youth's first wild dreams — ten years ago ! Have we not knelt beside his bed, And watched our...Then wept till feeling's fount was dry ? Was it not sweet, in that dark hour To think — mid mutual tears and sighs — Our bud had left its earthly bower... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 430 pàgines
...life's fitful tide, Nor mourn, whatever winds may blow, Youth's first wild dreams — ten years ago ! Have we not knelt beside his bed, And watched our...Then wept till feeling's fount was dry ? Was it not sweet, in that dark hour To think — mid mutual tears and sighs — Our bud had left its earthly bower... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 426 pàgines
...life's fitful tide, Nor mourn, whatever winds may blow, Youth's first wild dreams — ten years ago ! Have we not knelt beside his bed, And watched our...Then wept till feeling's fount was dry ? Was it not sweet, in that dark hour To think— mid mutual tears and sighs — Our bud had left its earthly bower... | |
 | 1838 - 332 pàgines
...! Have we not knelt beside his bed, And watch'd our first-born blossom die ? Hoped, till the shape of hope had fled, Then wept till feeling's fount was dry ? Was it not sweet in that dark hour, To think, 'mid mutual tears and sighs, Our bud had left its earthly bower,... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1852 - 446 pàgines
...Hence, let me brood cpce. y:e. '-XT: - z -r-^t% Where «m-to«ehed Harare be*. lit LAI* :c breast! VI. Have we not knelt beside his bed, And watched our...Then wept till feeling's fount was dry ! Was it not sweet in that sad hour To think, 'mid mutual tears and sighs, Our bud had left its earthly bower, And... | |
 | Walter Aimwell - 1858 - 262 pàgines
...garden of the just, Beneath God's glorious eye, we trust, 'T will bloom again on high. THE GATHERED BUD. HAVE we not knelt beside his bed, And watched our...Then wept till feeling's fount was dry ? Was it not sweet in that dark hour, To think, 'mid mutual tears and sighs, Our bud had left its earthly bower,... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1858 - 420 pàgines
...may blow, Youth's first wild dreams—ten years ago! Have we not knelt beside his bed, And watch'd our first-born blossom die ; Hoped, till the shade...Then wept till feeling's fount was dry ! Was it not sweet, in that sad hour, To think, 'mid mutual tears and sighs, Our bnd had left its earthly bower,... | |
 | 1851 - 574 pàgines
...life's fitful tide; Nor mourn, whatever blasts may blow, Youth's first wild dreams — ten years ago ! Have we not knelt beside his bed, And watched our...Hoped, till the shade of hope had fled, Then wept till feelings fount was dry ? Was it not sweet in that sad hour To think, 'mid mutual tears and sighs, Our... | |
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Have we not knelt beside his bed, And watched our first-born blossom die? Hoped till the shade of hope had fled, Then wept till feeling's fount was dry? Was it not sweet, in that dark hour, To think, 'mid mutual tears and sighs, Our bud had left its earthly... 
