 With darken'd eyelids, and their lashes yet From his late sobbing wet. And I, with moan, Kissing away his tears, left others of my own ; For, on a table drawn beside his head, He had put, within his reach, A box of counters and a...  Littell's Living Age - Pàgina 4571902Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | 1881 - 590 pàgines
...lashes yet From his late sobbing wet. And I with moan, Kissing away his tears, left others of my own ; For on a table drawn beside his head, He had put,...the beach, And six or seven shells, A bottle with blue bells, And two French copper coins, ranged there with careful art, To comfort his sad heart. So... | |
 | 1879 - 736 pàgines
...moan, Kissing away his tears, left others of my own ; For, on a table drawn beside his head, He bad put, within his reach, A box of counters and a red-veined...there with careful art, To comfort his sad heart. So, when that night I pray'tl To God, I wept and said : Ah, when at last we lie with tranced breath,... | |
 | 1877 - 798 pàgines
...on a table drawn beside his head, He had put, within his reach, A box of counters and a red-vein'd stone, A piece of glass abraded by the beach, And...there with careful art, To comfort his sad heart. So when that night I pray'd To God, I wept and said : Ah, when at last we lie with tranced breath,... | |
 | 1877 - 790 pàgines
...lashes yet From his late sobbing wet. And I, with moan, Kissing away his tears, left others of my own ; For, on a table drawn beside his head, He had put, within his reach, A box of counters and a red-vein'd stone, A piece of glass abraded by the beach, And six or seven shells, A. bottle with bluebells... | |
 | William Davenport Adams - 1878 - 462 pàgines
...reach, A box of counters and a red-vein'd stone, A piece of glass abraded by the beach, THE TOYS. 149 And six or seven shells, A bottle with bluebells And...there with careful art, To comfort his sad heart. So when that night I pray'd To God, I wept, and said : Ah, when at last we die with tranced breath,... | |
 | William Davenport Adams - 1878 - 416 pàgines
...lashes yet From his late sobbing we.t. And I, with moan, Kissing away his tears, left others of my own ; For, on a table drawn beside his head, He had put, within his reach, A box of counters and a red-vein'd stone, A piece of glass abraded by the beach, And six or seven shells, A bottle with bluebells... | |
 | William Davenport Adams - 1878 - 418 pàgines
...lashes yet From his late sobbing wet. And I, with moan, Kissing away his tears, left others of my own ; For, on a table drawn beside his head, He had put, within his reach, A box of counters and a red-vein'd stone, A piece of glass abraded by the beach, And six or seven shells, A bottle with bluebells... | |
 | Coventry Patmore - 1879 - 264 pàgines
...lashes yet From his late sobbing wet. And I, with moan, Kissing away his tears, left others of my own ; For, on a table drawn beside his head, He had put, within his reach, A box of counters and a red-vein'd stone, A piece of glass abraded by the beach, And six or seven shells, A bottle with bluebells,... | |
 | Coventry Patmore - 1879 - 248 pàgines
...lashes yet From his late sobbing wet. And I, with moan, Kissing away his tears, left others of my own ; For, on a table drawn beside his head, He had put, within his reach, A box of counters and a red-vein'd stone, A piece of glass abraded by the beach, And six or seven shells, A bottle with bluebells,... | |
 | Samuel Irenæus Prime - 1880 - 434 pàgines
...lashes yet From his late sobbing wet. And I, with moan, Kissing away his tears, left others of my own; For, on a table drawn beside his head, He had put,...there with careful art, To comfort his sad heart. So, when that night I pray'd To God, I wept and said : Ah, when at last we lie with tranced breath,... | |
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