 | the christians - 1836 - 426 pages
...repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh That shuts the rose. THE CHRISTIAN'S PENNY MAGAZINE. I long to lay this painful head, And aching heart, beneath...slumber in that dreamless bed From all my toil. For misery stole me at my birth And cast me helpless on the wild, I perish ! О my mother earth ! Take... | |
 | William Martin - Readers - 1838 - 368 pages
...sky No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh That shuts the rose. I long to lay this painful head And aching heart beneath...slumber in that dreamless bed, From all my toil. For misery stole me at my birth, And cast me helpless on the wild : I perish ! O my mother earth Take home... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 348 pages
...sky No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh That shuts the rose. I long to lay this painful head And aching heart beneath...slumber in that dreamless bed. From all my toil. For misery stole me at my birth. And cast me helpless on the wild .I perish ! O my mother earth Take home... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 336 pages
...evening's latest sigh That shuts the rose. I long to lay this painful head And aching heart heneath the soil, — To slumber in that dreamless bed, From all my toil. For misery stole me at my birth, And cast me helpless on the wild : I perish ! O my mother earth Take home... | |
 | Emily Taylor - American poetry - 1839 - 306 pages
...No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh, That shuts the rose. I long to lay this painful head, And aching heart, beneath...To slumber in that dreamless bed From all my toil. The grave, that never spake before, Hath found at length a tongue to chide; O listen !—I will speak... | |
 | Readers - 1839 - 428 pages
...No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh, That shuts the rose. I long to lay this painful head, And aching heart beneath...To slumber in that dreamless bed From all my toil. " The GRAVE, that never spake before, Hath found at length a tongue to chide : O listen !—I will... | |
 | Emily Taylor - American poetry - 1839 - 304 pages
...No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh, That shuts the rose. I long to lay this painful head, And aching heart, beneath...To slumber in that dreamless bed From all my toil. The grave, that never spake before, Hath found at length a tongue to chide; O listen !—I will speak... | |
 | English poetry - 1840 - 378 pages
...sky No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh That shuts the rose. I long to lay this painful head And aching heart beneath...slumber in that dreamless bed From all my toil. For Misery stole me at my birth, And cast me helpless on the wild : I perish ; oh ! my mother Earth, Take... | |
 | English literature - 1840 - 528 pages
...No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh, That shuts the rose. " I long to lay this painful head And aching heart beneath the soil, To slumher in that dreamless bed From all my toil. " For misery stole me at my birth, And cast me helpless... | |
 | Gems - 1841 - 624 pages
...sky No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh That shuts the rose. I long to lay this painful head And aching heart beneath...slumber in that dreamless bed From all my toil. For Misery stole me at my birth, And cast me helpless on the wild ; I perish ;— O my mother earth ! Take... | |
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There is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found, — They softly lie and sweetly sleep Low in the ground. 
