 | 1882 - Liczba stron: 224
...we sowed Around oar garden tree.; Our vine is dropping with its load — O call him back to me !' 1 He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee, The face that once, like spring time, smil'd On earth no more thou'lt see. ' The rose's brief, bright light of joy, Such unto... | |
 | 1828 - Liczba stron: 244
...Oh! call my bi ul I'ir back ! The flowe'rs run wild — The flowers we sow'd, Around our gmden-tree; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh! call him back to me ? * He would not hear thy voice, fair child, He may not come to thee, The face that once like spring time smil'd On earth... | |
 | Thomas Willcocks - 1829 - Liczba stron: 334
...The flowers run wild — the flowers we sowed Around our garden-tree; Our vine is drooping with Us load — Oh! call him back to me!" " He would not...come to thee ; The face that once like spring-time smiled On earth no more thou'lt see. "A rose's brief, bright life of joy, Such unto him was giv'n ;... | |
 | Moral and sacred poetry - 1829 - Liczba stron: 326
...the flowers we sowed Aroond our garden-tree; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh! call him hack to me'." " He would not hear my voice, fair child...come to thee ; The face that once like spring-time smiled On earth no more thon'lt aee. "A ruse's hrief, hright life of joy, Such outo him was giv'n ;... | |
 | 1829 - Liczba stron: 306
...call my brother back ! in. " The flowers run wild — the flower we sowed Around our garden-tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh ! call him back to me !" IV. " He would not hear my voice, fair cliild ! He may not come to thee ; The face that once like... | |
 | Priscilla Maden Watts - 1829 - Liczba stron: 312
...call my brother back ! Ill, "The flowers run wild — the flowers we sowed Around our garden-tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh! call him back to me!" IV. " He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ; The face that once like spring-time... | |
 | 1831 - Liczba stron: 786
...now to chase its flight— Oh ! call my brother back. The flowers run wild — the flowers we sowed Around our garden tree ; Our vine is drooping with...come to thee ; The face that once like spring-time smiled On earth no more thoul't see. A rose's brief, bright life of joy. Such onto him was given ;... | |
 | Jesse Olney - 1833 - Liczba stron: 150
...vine is drooping with its load — O call him back to me!" Mother. 4. " He would not hear my voice, my child! He may not come to thee; The face that once, like spring-time smiled, On earth no more thou'lt see." 4. " The rose's brief, bright light of joy, Such unto him was... | |
 | 1833 - Liczba stron: 270
...to chase its flight — Oh ! call my brother back. The flowers run wild,— ?the flowers we sowed. Around our garden -tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh 1 call him back to me. " He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ; The face... | |
 | 1834 - Liczba stron: 766
...now to chase its flight — Oh ! call my brother back ! "The flowers run wild— the flowers wo sowed Around our garden tree ; Our vine is drooping with...load— Oh! call him back to me!" '' He would not hear thy voice, fair child! He may not come to thee „ The face that once like spring-time smiled, Ou'earth... | |
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A rose's brief, bright life of joy, Such unto him was given' Go— thou must play alone, my boy— Thy brother is in heaven! 
