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" Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun? Perhaps thou gavest me, though unfelt, a kiss; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile!... "
Johnsonian age - Sivu 133
tekijä(t) Maude Gillette Phillips - 1885
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The Book of Gems: Pomfret to Bloomfield

Samuel Carter Hall - 1837 - 438 sivua
...weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say,...even then, life's journey just begun? Perhaps thou gav'st me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah that maternal...

The Works of William Cowper, Esq: Comprising His Poems ..., Nide 10

William Cowper - 1837 - 436 sivua
...Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother ! when I learn 'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the...journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gavest me, though unfelt, a kiss ; "1 Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — /• Ah, that maternal smile ! —...

Poems; to which is prefixed a memoir of the author by J. M'Diarmid

William Cowper - 1837 - 534 sivua
...Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother ! when I learn 'd that thou wast dead Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorr'wing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gav'st me, though unfelt,...

The Book of Gems: Pomfret to Bloomfield

Samuel Carter Hall - 1837 - 362 sivua
...weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover' d thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun? Perhaps...

The Book of Gems: Pomfret to Bloomfield

Samuel Carter Hall - 1837 - 448 sivua
...weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conseious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wreteh even then, life's...

Biography of the Blind: Or the Lives of Such as Have Distinguished ...

James Wilson - 1838 - 372 sivua
...saw them sewed up in the same hammock, and committed to a watery grave ! " My mother, when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the...even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gav'st me, though unfelt, a kiss, Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss, — Ah ! that maternal...

The National Preceptor: Or, Selections in Prose and Poetry; Consisting of ...

Jesse Olney - 1838 - 346 sivua
...! life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. My mother, when I learn'd that then wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I...even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gav'st me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss : Ah, that maternal smile...

The Rhetorical Reader: Consisting of Instructions for Regulating the Voice ...

Ebenezer Porter - 1838 - 316 sivua
...dark Surround me So in the beautiful little poem of Cowper, on the receipt of his mother's picture' My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I sh6d? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? I heard...

The poetic reciter; or, Beauties of the British poets: adapted for reading ...

Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 sivua
...Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun? Perhaps thou...

Reading Book for the Use of Female Schools

1839 - 428 sivua
...weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she. My mother! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say,...even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gav'st me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss— Ah, that maternal...




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