 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pàgines
...daya Shall fatten upon the past; For the stateliest building man can raise Is the Ivy's food at last. Creeping where no life is seen, A rare old plant is the Ivy green. CHARLES M. DICKINSON. THE CHILDREN. WHEN the lessons and tasks are all ended, And the school for the... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1837 - 716 pàgines
...crumbled, the stone decayed, To pleasure his dainty whim : And the mouldeiing dust that years have made, Is a merry meal for him. Creeping where no life...Fast he stealeth on, though he wears no wings, And a staunch old heart has he. How closely he twinctb, how tight he clings. To his friend the huge Oak Tree... | |
 | 448 pàgines
...the stcnes decay'd, to pleasure his dainty whim ; And the mouldering dust that years have made, ii a merry meal for him ! Creeping where no life is seen, a rare old plant is that ivy green !" Aye, and a rare poet l We have mused over this lover of the past a thousand times... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1847 - 516 pàgines
...moulderins dust that years have made, Is a merry meai for him. Creeping where no life is seen, A rare oid plant is the Ivy green. Fast he stealeth on , though he wears no winss , And a staunch old heart has he. How closeiy he twiecth, how tight he dings, To his friend the... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1849 - 746 pàgines
...decay'd, To pleasure his daim y whim : And the mouldering dust that years have made, Is a merrv menl for him. Creeping where no life is seen, A rare old...Fast he stealeth on, though he wears no wings, And a staunch old heart fias he. How closely he twineth. how light he clings, To his fric'nd the huge Oak... | |
 | 1850 - 98 pàgines
...crumbl'd, the stones decay'd, To pleasure his dainty whim ; And the mould'ring dust that years have made Is a merry meal for him. Creeping where no life...Fast he stealeth on, though he wears no wings, And a staunch old heart has be ! How closely he twineth, how tightly he clings, To his friend the huge oak... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1851 - 742 pàgines
...stone decay'd, To pleasure his dainty whim : And the mouldering dust that years have made, Is a merrv meal for him. Creeping where no life is seen, A rare old plant is the Ivy green. Fast he Rtealeth on, though he wears no wings, And a staunch old heart 1ms he. How closely he twineth, how... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1851 - 332 pàgines
...leaves' he gently waves, And he joyously twines and hugs around The rich mould of dead men's graves. Creeping where no life is seen, A rare old plant is the Ivy green. Whole ages have fled, and their works decay'd, And nations scatter'd been ; But the stout old Ivy shall... | |
 | 1853 - 456 pàgines
...creep-ing where no ad lih. ad lib. life is seen, Creeping, creep-ing, A rare old plant is the I - vy green. Fast he stealeth on, though he wears no wings, And a staunch old heart has he 1 How closely he t wine th, how tightly he clings. To his mate, the huge oak-tree... | |
 | N. Brittan, L. H. Sherwood - 1855 - 400 pàgines
...crumbled, the stone decayed, To pleasure his dainty whim ; ___ _ And the mould'ring dust that years have made, Is a merry meal for him. )|: Creeping where...no life is seen, A rare old plant is the ivy green. :|| 2. Fast he stealeth, tho' he wears no wings, And a staunch old heart has he ; How closely he twineth,... | |
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The wall must be crumbled, the stone decayed, To pleasure his dainty whim: And the mouldering dust that years have made, Is a merry meal for him. Creeping where no life is seen, A rare old plant is the Ivy green. 
