 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 400 pàgines
...bed. * Mere you may ufe the words, Brother, Sifter, Neighbour, Friend, &c. B b Twa» 'Twas to fave thee, child, from dying, Save my dear from burning flame, Bitter groans and endlefs crying, That thy bleft Redeemer came. May'ft thou live to know and fear him, Truft and love... | |
 | English poets - 1790 - 264 pàgines
...When he wept, the Mother's bleffing Sooth'd and hufh'd the holy child. Lo, he flumbers in his manger, Where the horned oxen fed ; Peace, my darling, here's no danger, Here's no ox a-near thy bed. » Here you may ufe the words, Brother, Sifter, Neighbour, Friend, tic. VOL. LVL R 'Twas 'Twas to fave... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1791 - 966 pàgines
...When he wept, the Mother's blefltngSooth'd and huih'd the holy child, Lo, he {lumbers in his manger, * The fancy nf the year. Our fathers talk Of fummers, balmy airs, and ikies f a- near thy bed. Twas to fave thee, child, from dying, Save my dear from burning flame, Sitter groans,... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1791 - 510 pàgines
...oxen fed ; Peace, ray darling, here's no danger, Here's no ox a-ncar thy bed. 'T\vas to favc thce, child, from dying, Save my dear from burning flame, Bitter groans, and cndlcfs crying, That thy ¿left Redeemer came. May'ft them live to know and fear him, Truft and love... | |
 | 1794 - 954 pàgines
...When he wept, the mother's blcfiing Sooth'd and hufh'd the holy child. Lo, he (lumbers in his manger, Where the horned oxen fed ; Peace, my darling, here's no danger, Here's no ox a-near thy bed. 'Twae to fave thee, child, from dying, Save my dear from burning flame, Bitter groans and endlcfs crying,... | |
 | Robert Anderson - 1795 - 972 pàgines
...When he wept, the mother's blefling Sooth'd and huih'd the holy child. Lo, he (lumbers in his manger, Where the horned oxen fed-; Peace, my darling, here's no danger, Here's no ox a-near thy bed. 'Twas to fave thee, child, from dying, Save my dear from burning flame, Bitter groans and endlefs crying, That... | |
 | Isaac Watts - 1807 - 410 pàgines
...oxen fed ; L/" Peace, my darling, here's no danger, ¥ Here's no ox a-ne:ir thy bed. \, la i "Twos to save thee, child, from dying, Save my dear from...flame, Bitter groans and endless crying; That thy bless'd Redeemer came. May'st thou live to know and fear him, Trust and love him all thy days; Then... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 556 pàgines
...Where the homed oxen fed ; Peace, my darling, here 's no danger, Here 's DO ox a-near thy bed. 'T was to save thee, child, from dying, Save my dear from...blest Redeemer came. Mayst thou live to know and fear him. Trust and love him all thy days; Then go dwell for ever near him, Sec his face, and sing his praise... | |
 | Isaac Watts - 1800 - 82 pàgines
..."When he wept, the Mother's Blefling Sooth'd and hufh'd the holy Child. Lo ! he flumbers in a Manger, Where the horned Oxen fed ; Peace, my darling, here's no Danger, Here's no Ox a-near thy Bed. Twas to fave Thee, Child from dying, Save my dear from burning Flame, Bitter Groans and endlefs crying, That... | |
 | Isaac Watts - 1813 - 574 pàgines
...Sooth'd and hush'd the holy Child. I 1 Lo, he slumbers in his manger, Where the horned oxen feed ; Peace, my Darling, here's no danger, Here's no ox anear thy bed. 1» 'Twas to save thee.ehild, from dying, Save my dear from burning flame, Bitter groans, and endless... | |
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Soothed and hushed the holy child. Lo, He slumbers in his manger, Where the horned oxen fed; Peace, my darling, here's no danger, Here's no ox a-near thy bed. 
