 | 1828 - 514 páginas
...flowers wo aow'd Around our garden-tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh ! call him hark to me ! He would not hear thy voice, fair child, He may not come to lhee, The face that once like spring-time smil'd On earth no more thou'lt see. A rose's brief, bright... | |
 | 1831 - 786 páginas
...bright Across the sun-beam's track ; I care not now to chase its flight— Oh ! call my brother back. The flowers run wild — the flowers we sowed Around...our garden tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh ! call him back to me ! He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ; The... | |
 | 1833 - 270 páginas
...bright Across the sunbeam's track ; I care not now to chase its flight — Oh ! call my brother back. The flowers run wild,— ?the flowers we sowed. Around...garden -tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh 1 call him back to me. " He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ;... | |
 | 1834 - 766 páginas
...not now to chase its flight — Oh ! call my brother back ! "The flowers run wild— the flowers wo sowed Around our garden tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load— Oh! call him back to me!" '' He would not hear thy voice, fair child! He may not come to thee „ The... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1836 - 534 páginas
...bright Across the sunbeam's track ; I care not now to chase its flight — Oh call my brother back ! The flowers run wild — the flowers we sowed Around...garden tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load— Oh call him back to me !" " He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ; The... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1836 - 472 páginas
...run wild — the flowers we sow'd Around our garden tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh! call him back to me !" " He would not hear thy voice, fair child ; He may not come to thce ; The face that once like spring-time smiled, On earth no more thou'lt see. A rose's brief bright... | |
 | 1838 - 302 páginas
...brother gone ? The butterfly is glancing bright, Across the sunbeam's track ; The flowers run wild—the flowers we sowed Around our garden tree— Our vine is drooping with its load— Oh ! call him back to me. He would not hear thy voice, fair child, He may not come to thee ; The face,... | |
 | Henry Butter - 1839 - 190 páginas
...bright Across the sunbeam's track ; I care not now to chase its flight,— Oh ! call my brother back ! The flowers run wild, the flowers we sowed Around...garden tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load;— L He would not hear thy voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee; The face that once like spring... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1843 - 524 páginas
...bright Across the sunbeam's track ; I care not now to chase its flight — Oh call my brother back! The flowers run wild — the flowers we sowed Around...our garden tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load — , Oh call him back to me !" " He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1844 - 900 páginas
...bright Across the sunbeam's track ; I care not now to chase its flight — Oh call my brother back ! The flowers run wild — the flowers we sowed Around...our garden tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh call him back to me !" " He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ;... | |
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The flowers run wild— the flowers we sowed Around our garden tree; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh! Call him back to me. 
