 | A. R. Phippen - 1854 - 472 sivua
...thoughts that make the strong heart weak, And bring a pallor into the cheek, And a mist before the eye. And the words of that fatal song Come over me like a chill : " A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts." But the native air is pure and sweet, And the trees... | |
 | 1855 - 714 sivua
...bring a pallor into the cheek, And a mist before the eye. And the words of that fatal song Come over mo like a chill : "A boy's will is the wind's will, And...trees that o'ershadow each well-known street, As they balance up and down, Are singing the beautiful song, Are sighing and whispering still : "A boy's will... | |
 | 1855 - 684 sivua
...bring a pallor into the cheek, And a mist before tho eye. And tho words of that fatal song Come over mo like a chill : "A boy's will is the wind's will, And...old town ; But the native air is pure and sweet, And tho trees that o'ershadow each well-known street, As they balance up and down, Are singing the beautiful... | |
 | 1855 - 682 sivua
...thoughts that make the strong heart weak. And bring a pallor into the cheek, And a mist before the eye. And the words of that fatal song Come over me like...thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts." Strange to mo now are the forms I meet When I visit the dear old town ; But tho native air is pure and swet-t,... | |
 | Frances E. Percival - 1856 - 294 sivua
...thoughts that make the strong heart weak, And bring a pallor into the cheek, And a mist before the eye. And the words of that fatal song, Come over me like...air is pure and sweet, And the trees that o'ershadow the well-known street, As they balance up and down, Are singing the beautiful song, And sighing and... | |
 | Frances E. Percival - 1856 - 294 sivua
...thoughts that make the strong heart weak, And bring a pallor into the cheek, And a mist before the eye. And the words of that fatal song, Come over me like...the native air is pure and sweet, And the trees that o'ershadovv the well-known street, As they balance up and down, Are singing the beautiful song, And... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1859 - 136 sivua
...thoughts that make the strong heart weak, And bring a pallor into the cheek. And a mist before the eye. And the words of that fatal song Come over me like...trees that o'ershadow each well-known street. As they balance up and down, Arc singing the beautiful song, Are sighing and whispering still : " A boy's will... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1859 - 724 sivua
...thoughts that make the strong heart weak, And bring a pallor into the cheek, And a mist before the eye. And the words of that fatal song Come over me like...trees that o'ershadow each well-known street, As they balance up and down, Are singing the beautiful song, Are sighing and whispering still : " A boy's will... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1859 - 136 sivua
...thoughts that make the strong heart weak, And bring a pallor into the cheek. And a mist before the eye. And the words of that fatal song Come over me like...the trees that o'ershadow each well-known street, 111 As they balance up and down, Are singing the beautiful song, Are sighing and whispering still :... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1859 - 242 sivua
...thoughts that make the strong heart weak, And bring a pallor into the cheek, And a mist before the eye. And the words of that fatal song Come over me like...And the trees that o'ershadow each wellknown street, " A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts." And Deering's... | |
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Strange to me now are the forms I meet When I visit the dear old town; But the native air is pure and sweet, And the trees that o'ershadow each... 
