A New Library of Poetry and Song, Volume 2William Cullen Bryant |
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... hear the sound of their voices . But the men of those days were far more given to attendance on public worship than those who now occupy their place , and of course they took their boys with them . Every parish had its tything - men ...
... hear the sound of their voices . But the men of those days were far more given to attendance on public worship than those who now occupy their place , and of course they took their boys with them . Every parish had its tything - men ...
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... Hear what the wise and good have said Beyond That belt of darkness still the years roll on More gently , but with not less mighty sweep . They gather up again and softly bear All the sweet lives that late were overwhelmed And lost to ...
... Hear what the wise and good have said Beyond That belt of darkness still the years roll on More gently , but with not less mighty sweep . They gather up again and softly bear All the sweet lives that late were overwhelmed And lost to ...
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... hear again his living voice . " It was indeed a glorious day , and the daisies were dancing and glimmering over the fields as the poet's family , a few old friends , and the villagers saw him laid in his last resting - place at Roslyn ...
... hear again his living voice . " It was indeed a glorious day , and the daisies were dancing and glimmering over the fields as the poet's family , a few old friends , and the villagers saw him laid in his last resting - place at Roslyn ...
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... Hear , O my God ! one earnest prayer ; Room for my bird in Paradise , And give her angel - plumage there ! The wind it blows , The cock he crows ; The clock strikes three : - the wagoner In his straw bed begins to stir . The steed he ...
... Hear , O my God ! one earnest prayer ; Room for my bird in Paradise , And give her angel - plumage there ! The wind it blows , The cock he crows ; The clock strikes three : - the wagoner In his straw bed begins to stir . The steed he ...
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... hear the words said , " I love you , " Baby Louise . Do you hear me , Baby Louise ? I have sung your praises for nearly an hour , And your lashes keep drooping lower and lower , And you've gone to sleep , like a weary flower ...
... hear the words said , " I love you , " Baby Louise . Do you hear me , Baby Louise ? I have sung your praises for nearly an hour , And your lashes keep drooping lower and lower , And you've gone to sleep , like a weary flower ...
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