 | Park Benjamin, Oliver Wendell Holmes, John Osborne Sargent - 1833 - Страниц: 114
...— and all that Are so queer ! And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring Let them smile as I do now At the old forsaken bough Where I cling. THE BALLAD OF THE OVSTERMAN. V It was a tall young oysterman lived by the river side, His shop was... | |
 | 1836 - Страниц: 694
...breeches — and all that, "And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring — Let them smile as I do now At the old forsaken bough, Where I cling." Here is another from the same original and graphic hand — a bold, spirit-stirring lyric. It was written... | |
 | 1836 - Страниц: 268
...and all that Are so queer ! And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring — Let them smile as I do now At the old forsaken bough, Where I cling. STANZAS. Bf JGC BRAIHARD. THE dead leaves strew the forest walk, And withered are the pale wild flowers... | |
 | 1839 - Страниц: 204
...and all that, Are so queer ! " And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree, In the spring, Let them smile, as I do now, At the old, forsaken bough Where I cling." The Thanksgiving, that festival peculiar for many years to New England, came round this month. Great... | |
 | John Keese - 1840 - Страниц: 302
...all that Are so queer ! And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring — • Let them smile as I do now At the old forsaken bough Where I cling. THE BIRTH OF A POET. BY J. NBAL. OK a blue summer night, While the stars were asleep, Like gems of... | |
 | John Keese - 1840 - Страниц: 304
...Are so queer ! * ^ And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree „ 'm In the spring — Let them smile as I do now At the old forsaken bough Where I cling. THE BIRTH OF A POET. BY J. NEAL. ON a blue summer night, While the stars were asleep, Like gems of... | |
 | 1841 - Страниц: 376
...and all that, Are so queer ! And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring — Let them smile as I do now At the old forsaken bough I THINK OF THEE. BY OBOBeK n. PBBVTICB. I THiXi of thee. when morninir springs From sleep with plumage... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - Страниц: 638
...and all that, Are so queer ! And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring — Let them smile as I do now At the old forsaken bough 346 OLIVER W. HOLMES. OLD IRONSIDES." AT, tear her tatter'd ensign down ! Long has it waved on high,... | |
 | 1848 - Страниц: 276
...breeches—and all that Are so queer! And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring— Let them smile as I do now At the old forsaken bough, Where I cling. STANZAS. BV J. G. C. BRAINARD. THE dead leaves strew the forest walk, And withered are the pale wild... | |
 | 1850 - Страниц: 264
...and all that Are so queer ! And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring — Let them smile as I do now At the old forsaken bough, Where I cling. STANZAS. BY JGC BRAINARD. THE dead leaves strew the forest walk, And withered are the pale wild flowers... | |
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And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring, Let them smile, as I do now, At the old forsaken bough Where I cling. 
