 | Samuel Putnam - 1836 - Страниц: 226
...thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood solac'd me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say,...intelligence of those dear eyes, (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1837 - Страниц: 436
...pass'd With me hut roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice...intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it !) here shines on me still the... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1837 - Страниц: 438
...thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood solac'd me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say,...intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it,) here shines on me still the... | |
 | William Cowper - 1837 - Страниц: 534
...thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood solac'd me : Voice only fails, else how distinct they say,...intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here shines on me still the same.... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1837 - Страниц: 448
...thee last. Those lips are thine— thy own sweet smile I seej The same, that oft in childhood solac'd me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, • " Grieve not, my childj chase all thy fears away !" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest.be the art that... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - Страниц: 342
...passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice...intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here shines on me still tke same.... | |
 | Rembrandt Peale - 1839 - Страниц: 276
...passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smiles I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice...intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here shines on me still the same.... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1839 - Страниц: 302
...pass'd With me but roughly since I saw thee last; Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice...say, " Grieve not my child ! chase all thy fears away !" My mother ! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1839 - Страниц: 362
...since I heard* thee last'. Those lips are thine' — thy own sweet smile I see', The same', that oil in childhood solaced me': Voice only fails', else', how distinct they say', "Grieve not', myb child', chase all thy fears away'i" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes', (Blest be the art... | |
 | William Cowper - 1839 - Страниц: 554
...pasa'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thme — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinet they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away !" The meek intelligence of those... | |
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With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away! 
