 Tis but a step down yonder lane, And the little church stands near, The church where we were wed, Mary, I see the spire from here. But the graveyard lies between, Mary, And my step might break your rest — For I've laid you, darling!  The Eclectic Review - Pàgina 629editat per - 1839Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | 1858 - 862 pàgines
...— the corn is green — but the voice that then spoke in affection and hope is silenced for ever. " I'm very lonely now, Mary, For the poor make no new friends ! But, oh ! they lovo the better still The few our Father sends ! And you were all 1 had, Mary, My blossin' and my pride... | |
 | 1840 - 818 pàgines
...still keep list'nin' for the words You never more may speak. "T is but a step down yonder lane, And the little church stands near — The church where we...between, Mary, And my step might break your rest ; For I 've laid yon, darling ! down to sleep, With your baby on your breast. 1 *m very lonely now, Mary,... | |
 | 1895 - 844 pàgines
...sang it has so truly caught the secret of a poor man's love. 'Tis but a step down yonder lane, The little church stands near, The church where we were...spire from here ; But the graveyard lies between, My step might break your rest, Where you, my darling, lie asleep, With your baby on your breast. I... | |
 | sir Charles Gavan Duffy - 1845 - 262 pàgines
...still keep list'nin' for the wordi You never more will speak. 'Tis but a step down yonder lane, And the little church stands near, The church where we were...they love the better still, The few our Father sends 1 And you were all / had, Mary, My blessin* and my pride: Tour's was the good, brave heart, Mary, That... | |
 | 1846 - 308 pàgines
...still keep list'ning for the words You never more may speak. 'Tis but a step down yonder lane, And the little church stands near — The church where we...now, Mary, For the poor make no new friends ; But, O, they love the better still The few our Father sends ! And you were all I had, Mary — My blessing... | |
 | Seba Smith - 1846 - 216 pàgines
...still keep list'nin' for the words You never more may speak. 'T is but a step down yonder lane, And the little church stands near — The church where we...between, Mary, And my step might break your rest ; For I" ve laid you, darling ! down to sleep, With your baby on your breast. 488221 100 LAMENT OF THE IRISH... | |
 | 1847 - 468 pàgines
...receive that consolation wherewith God comforteth those ' 'Tis but a step down yonder lane, And the little church stands near, The church where we were...spire from here. But the grave-yard lies between, And my step might break your rest, For I've laid you, darling! down to sleep, With your baby on your... | |
 | 1847 - 906 pàgines
...still keep list'ning for the words You never more may speak. Tis but a step down yonder lane, And the little church stands near ; The church where we were...But the graveyard lies between, Mary, And my step would break your rest, For I 've laid you, darling, down to sleep, With your baby on your breast. I... | |
 | Horatio Hastings Weld - 1847 - 294 pàgines
...the dearest hopes And clouding with deep gloom life's brightest days. "OUR ELSIE." BY ALICE G. LEE. "The poor make no new friends, But oh, they love the better still The few our Father »endi !" DREAMS are strange things, and it is my opinion that one travels much faster when asleep... | |
 | Ann Jane - 1855 - 1198 pàgines
...live in THE IRISH EMIGRANT'S LAMENT TO HIS DEPARTED WIFE. 'Tis but a step down yonder lane, Ami the little church stands near, The church where we were...the spire from here. But the graveyard lies between, And my step might break your rest, For I've laid you, darling, down to sleep, With your baby on your... | |
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