 | 1817 - 254 pàgines
...it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never...withered that hung o'er the wave, But some blossoms were gather'd, while freshly they shone, And a dew was distill'd from their flowers, that gave All the fragrance... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1817 - 416 pàgines
...it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never...withered that hung o'er the wave, But some blossoms were gather'd, while freshly they shone, And a dew was distill'd from their flowers, that gave All the fragrance... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 492 pàgines
...it all the day long: In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, Tosit in the io«es and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never...there yet ? Are the roses still bright by the calm Sendemeerf No, the roses soon wither'd that hung o'er th« wave, But some blussoms were gather'd, while... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1817 - 418 pàgines
...it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never...there yet ? Are the roses still bright by the calm BENOEMEER ? No, the roses soon wither'd that hung o'er the wave, But some blossoms were gather'd, while... | |
 | 1817 - 696 pàgines
...childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses, and hear the bird's soiic. That bower and it's music I never forget, But oft when alone, in the bloom...bright by the calm Bendemeer ? No: the roses soon witber'd that hung o'er the wave, But some blossoms were gather'd, while freshly they shone, And a... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 502 pàgines
...sweet - - • • * * dream, To sit in '.he roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music 1 never forget, But oft when alone, in the bloom of...there yet ? Are the roses still bright by the calm Ben,' demeer ? No, the roses soon wither'd that hung o'er th« wave, But some blossoms were galher'd,... | |
 | 1817 - 506 pàgines
...In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream Tojiit in the roses and hear the bird's SODIT. That bower and its music I never forget : But oft...the year I think. -is the nightingale singing there vet ; Are the roses still bright by the calm iiendemeer ? No—the roses soon wither'd that hung o'er... | |
 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1817 - 738 pàgines
...it all the day long; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never forget, But oft when alnne, in the bloom of the year, I think — is the nightingale singing there yet ? Are the roses still... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1817 - 374 pàgines
...it all the day long; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never forget, 'Musnuds are cushioned seats, usually reserved for per* sons of distinction. fThe Persians, like the... | |
 | 1818 - 590 pàgines
...it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never...? Are the roses still bright by the calm BENDEMEER ? ' p. 58-63. This pensive strain is quickly broken off by a troop of dancing nymphs, whose graceful... | |
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There's a bower of roses by BENDEMEER'S ' stream, And the nightingale sings round it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never forget, But oft... 
