 New-year, blithe and bold, my friend Comes up to take his own. How hard he breathes ! over the snow I heard just now the crowing cock. The shadows flicker to and fro : The cricket chirps : the light burns low : 'Tis nearly twelve o'clock. Shake hands,...  Johnson's First-[fifth] Reader ... - Стр. 108редактор(ы): - 1899Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | 1833 - Страниц: 484
...starry and cold, my friend, And the New year blithe and bold, my friend, Comes up to take his own. v. How hard he breathes ! over the snow I heard just...cricket chirps : the light burns low : Tis nearly one o'clock. Shake hands, before you die. Old year, we'll dearly rue for you. What is it we can do... | |
 | 1833 - Страниц: 488
...starry and cold, my friend, And the New year blithe and bold, my friend, Comes up to take his own. v. How hard he breathes ! over the snow I heard just...cricket chirps : the light burns low : Tis nearly one o'clock. Shake hands, before you die. Old year, we'll dearly rue for you. What is it we can do... | |
 | Thomas Miller - 1837 - Страниц: 466
...starry and cold, my friend, And the New-year blithe and bold, my friend Comes up to take his own. v. How hard he breathes ! over the snow I heard just...and fro : The cricket chirps : the light burns low : 'J'is nearly twelve o'clock. Shake hands, before you die. Old Year, we '11 dearly rue for you ; What... | |
 | William Evans Burton, Edgar Allan Poe - 1840 - Страниц: 616
...starry and cold, my friend, And the new year blithe and bold, my friend. Comes up to take his own. How hard he breathes ! Over the snow I heard just...and fro : The cricket chirps : the light burns low : 'Tie nearly one o'clock. Shake hands before you die ; Old year we'll dearly rue for you, What is... | |
 | 1840 - Страниц: 326
...starry and cold, my friend, And the new year blithe and bold, my friend, Comes up to take bis own. How hard he breathes ! Over the snow I heard just...cock. The shadows flicker to and fro: The cricket chirpa : the light burns low : 'Tis nearly one o'clock. Shake hands before you die ; OJd year we'll... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1843 - Страниц: 260
...starry and cold, my friend, And the New-year blithe and bold, my friend, Comes up to take his own. How hard he breathes ! over the snow I heard just...dearly rue for you : What is it we can do for you 1 Speak out before you die. His face is growing sharp and thin. Alack ! our friend is gone. Close up... | |
 | 1844 - Страниц: 836
...but we are already exceeding our limit's and must be content with the following elegant adjulation: " Shake hands before you die. Old year, we'll dearly rue for you, What is there we can do for yon ? Speak out before you die !" How encouraging! It sounds like the first attempt... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - Страниц: 510
...starry and cold, my friend, And the New-year blithe and bold, my friend. Conies up to take his own. How hard he breathes ! over the snow I heard just...twelve o'clock. Shake hands, before you die. Old year, we 'll dearly rue for you : What is it we can do for you? Speak out before you die. His face is growing... | |
 | Thomas Kibble Hervey - 1845 - Страниц: 436
...starry and cold, my friend, And the New-year, blithe and bold, my friend, Comes up to take his own. How hard he breathes ! — over the snow, I heard...The cricket chirps; the light burns low: 'Tis nearly one* o'clock. Shake hands, before you die. Old year, we'll dearly rue for you. What is it we can do... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - Страниц: 260
...starry and cold, my friend, And the New-year blithe and bold, my friend, Comes up to take his own. v. How hard he breathes ! over the snow I heard just...twelve o'clock. Shake hands, before you die. Old year, we 'll dearly rue for you : What is it we can do for you ? 212 THE DEATH OF THE OLD YEAR. vI. His face... | |
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