In War Time, and Other PoemsTicknor and Fields, 1864 - 152 pages |
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Page 55
... blow , We'll hab de rice an ' corn : O nebber you fear , if nebber you hear De driver blow his horn ! We know de promise nebber fail , An ' nebber lie de word ; So , like de ' postles in de jail , We waited for de Lord : An ' now he ...
... blow , We'll hab de rice an ' corn : O nebber you fear , if nebber you hear De driver blow his horn ! We know de promise nebber fail , An ' nebber lie de word ; So , like de ' postles in de jail , We waited for de Lord : An ' now he ...
Page 56
... blow , He ' ll gib de rice an ' corn : O nebber you fear , if nebber you hear De driver blow his horn ! So sing our dusky gondoliers ; And with a secret pain , And smiles that seem akin to tears , We hear the wild refrain . We dare not ...
... blow , He ' ll gib de rice an ' corn : O nebber you fear , if nebber you hear De driver blow his horn ! So sing our dusky gondoliers ; And with a secret pain , And smiles that seem akin to tears , We hear the wild refrain . We dare not ...
Page 69
... blow Down the grand old river Rhine ! " A tear in his blue eye glistened And dropped on his beard so gray . " Old , old am I , " said Keezar , " And the Rhine flows far away ! " ---- But a cunning man was the cobbler ; He could COBBLER ...
... blow Down the grand old river Rhine ! " A tear in his blue eye glistened And dropped on his beard so gray . " Old , old am I , " said Keezar , " And the Rhine flows far away ! " ---- But a cunning man was the cobbler ; He could COBBLER ...
Page 83
... - blown deck The icebergs in the sun . She questions all the winds that blow , And every fog - wreath dim , And bids the sea - birds flying north Bear messages to him . She speeds them with the thanks of men He perilled AMY WENTWORTH . 83.
... - blown deck The icebergs in the sun . She questions all the winds that blow , And every fog - wreath dim , And bids the sea - birds flying north Bear messages to him . She speeds them with the thanks of men He perilled AMY WENTWORTH . 83.
Page 116
... the grace of Him Of every good the Giver , We sing upon its wooded rim The praises of our river : Its pines above , its waves below , The west wind down it blowing , As fair as when the young Brissot Beheld it seaward OUR RIVER ยท
... the grace of Him Of every good the Giver , We sing upon its wooded rim The praises of our river : Its pines above , its waves below , The west wind down it blowing , As fair as when the young Brissot Beheld it seaward OUR RIVER ยท
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