 | 1835 - 700 páginas
...its end. ' Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue— blue— as if that sky let fall A flower from its cerulean wall....of death draw nigh to me, Hope, blossoming within ray heart, May look to Heaven as I depart.' We miss among the selections from Bryant an old favourite... | |
 | 1879 - 1042 páginas
...of his poems, written in boyhood : ' I would that thus, when I shall see The hour of death draw near to me, Hope blossoming within my heart, May look to heaven as I deport.' Bryant was a man of wealth and position ; but he did not live for the gratification of self.... | |
 | Levi Washburn Leonard - 1830 - 228 páginas
...quiet eye, Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue — blue — as if that sky let fall A flower frpm its cerulean wall. I would that thus, when I shall see The hour of death draw near to me, Hope blossoming within my heart, May look to heaven as I depart. In... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1832 - 244 páginas
...its end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue — blue — as if that sky let fall A flower from its cerulean wall. I would that thus, when I shall see The hour of death draw near to me, Hope, blossoming within my heart, May look to heaven as I depart. Bryant.... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 páginas
...fall A flower from its cerulean wall. I would that thus, when I shall see The hour of death draw near to me, Hope, blossoming within my heart, May look to heaven as 1 depait. THE CROWDED STREET. LET me move slowly through the street, Filled with an ever-shifting train,... | |
 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1833 - 892 páginas
...its end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue — blue — as if that sky let fall A flower from its cerulean wall. I would that thus, when I shall see The hour of death draw near to me, Hope, blossoming within my heart, May look to heaven as I depart." The... | |
 | 1834 - 402 páginas
...its end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue — blue— as if that sky let fall A flower from its cerulean wall. I would that thus, when I shall see The hour of death draw near to me, Hope, blossoming within my heart, May look to heaven as I depart. FATHERS.... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1835 - 248 páginas
...its end, Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue — blue — as if that sky let fall A flower from its cerulean wall. I would that thus, when I shall see The hour of death draw near to me, Hope, blossoming within my heart, May look to heaven as I depart. THE... | |
 | 842 páginas
...end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, — Blue — blue — as if that sky let fall A flower from its cerulean wall. I would that thus, when I shall sec The hours of death draw nigh to me, Hope, blossoming within my heart, May look to Heav'n as I depart."... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 288 páginas
...his end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue — blue — as if that sky let fall A flower from its cerulean wall. I would that thus, when I shall see The hour of death draw near to me, Hope, blossoming within my heart, May look to heaven as I depart. "... | |
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Nod o'er the ground-bird's hidden nest. Thou waitest late and com'st alone, When woods are bare and birds are flown, And frosts and shortening days portend The aged year is near his end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the... 
