 | 1820 - 496 pàgines
...child, for the rush's light In the socket now was dying ! There came a hand to my lonely latch, Lite the wind at midnight moaning; I knelt to pray, but...crossed my brow and I crossed my breast But that night ray child departedTbey left a weakling in his stead, And I am broken-hearted! Oh ! it cannot be my... | |
 | Ancient ballads - 1827 - 270 pàgines
...quaffing, The joy of his soul had tinged his cheek, And his heart and his eye were laughing. I sat alone in my cottage, The midnight needle plying; I...rose again, For I heard my little boy groaning. I cross'd my brow, and I cross'd my breast, But that night my child departed; They left a weakling in... | |
 | Thomas Lyle - 1827 - 272 pàgines
...quaffing, The joy of his soul had tinged his cheek, And his heart and his eye were laughing. I sat alone in my cottage, The midnight needle plying; I...rose again, For I heard my little boy groaning. I cross'd my brow, and I cross'd my breast, But that night my child departed; They left a weakling in... | |
 | 1832 - 448 pàgines
...his heart and his eye were laughing. I sat alone in my cottage, The midnight needle plying ; I fear'd for my child, for the rush's light In the socket now...rose again — For I heard my little boy groaning ! 1 crossed my brow, and I crossed my breast, But that night my child departed ! They left a weakling... | |
 | 1839 - 842 pàgines
...plying; I fear'd for my child, for the rush's light In the socket now was dying. " There came a haud to my lonely latch, Like the wind at midnight moaning;...again — For I heard my little boy groaning. " I cross'd my brow, and I cross'd my breast, But that night my child departed ! They left a weakling in... | |
 | 1839 - 812 pàgines
...needle plying ; I fear'd for my child, for the rush's light In the socket now was dying. " There came n hand to my lonely latch, Like the wind at midnight...moaning ; I knelt to pray — but rose again — For I beard my little boy groaning. " I cross'd my brow, and I cross'd my breast, But that night my child... | |
 | 1847 - 468 pàgines
...superstition among the peasantry, who suppose that CJjj)dren. are stolen or put to death by fairies. ' There came a hand to my lonely latch Like the wind...midnight moaning ; I knelt to pray, but rose again, For! heard my little boy groaning. ' I crossed my brow, and I crossed my breast, But that night my child... | |
 | Robert Kemp Philp - 434 pàgines
...midnight needle plying ; I fear'd for my child, for the rush's light In the socket now was dying I There came a hand to my lonely latch, Like the wind...rose again, For I heard my little boy groaning. I cross'd my brow, I cross'd my breast, But that night my child departed — They left a weakling in... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 pàgines
...heart and his eye were laughing. I sate alone in my cottage, The midnight needle plying ; I fear'd for my child, for the rush's light In the socket now...rose again, For I heard my little boy groaning : I cross'd my brow, 1 cross'd my breast, But that night my child departed — They left a weakling in... | |
 | Sir Charles Gavan Duffy - 1861 - 264 pàgines
...midnight needle plying ; I feared for my child, for the rush's light In the socket now was dying 1 T''-?re came a hand to my lonely latch, Like the wind at midnight...to pray, but rose again, For I heard my little boy groanlnst I crossed my brow and I crossed my breast, But that night my child departed — They left... | |
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I sat alone in my cottage, The midnight needle plying; I feared for my child, for the rush's light In the socket now was dying. There came a hand to my lonely latch, Like the wind at midnight moaning; I knelt to pray, but rose again, For I heard my little... 
