 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - Страниц: 330
...perished, Weary with the march of life! They, the holy ones and weakly, Who the cross of suffering bore — Folded their pale hands so meekly — Spake with us...me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noisless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - Страниц: 396
...weakly, Who the cross of suffering bore — Folded their pale hands so meekly—- Spake with us on eanli no more! And with them the being beauteous Who unto...me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noisless footstep Comes thai messenger divine, Takes ihe vacant chair beside rae, Lays her gentle hand... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - Страниц: 390
...Weary with the march of life! They, the holy ones and weakly, Who the cross of suffering boreFolded their pale hands so meekly — Spake with us on earth...more ! And with them the being beauteous Who unto ray youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - Страниц: 334
...Weary with the march of liie! They, the holy ones and weakly, Who the cros* of Buffering l»ure— Folded their pale hands so meekly— Spake with us on earth no more! And with them the beauteous Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - Страниц: 398
...perished, Weary with the march of life! They, the holy ones and weakly, Who the cross of fuflenng bore — Folded their pale hands so meekly — Spake* with us on earth no more! And xvirh them the being beauteous Who unto my youth wus given, More than all things else to love me, And... | |
 | Charles P. Bronson - 1845 - Страниц: 438
...Spake with us on earth no more '. And with them the tiring beauteous Who unto my youth was given, Wore than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. Wilh a «low and noisless fooutep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays... | |
 | Seba Smith - 1846 - Страниц: 216
...Weary with the march of life ! v. They, the holy ones and weakly, Who the cross of suffering bore, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more ! TL And with them the Being beauteous, Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love... | |
 | 1849 - Страниц: 820
...forms of ihe departed Enter at the open door ; The beloved, the true hearted, Come to visit me once more ; " And, with them, the Being Beauteous, Who...Heaven. " With a slow and noiseless footstep, Comes the messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside roe, Lays her gentle hand in mine, "And she sita... | |
 | University magazine - 1850 - Страниц: 816
...suffering bore ; Fulled their pale hands so meekly, Spake with из on earth no more. " And with them came the being beauteous, Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And û now a saint in heaven. " With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, lakes the... | |
 | 1850 - Страниц: 604
...perished, Weary with the march of life. " They, the holy ones and weakly, Who the cross of suffering bore ; Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more. " And with them came the being beauteous, Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is... | |
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And with them the Being Beauteous,' Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. 
