The Juvenile Wreath. By the Author of the Flowers of the Forest, Etc. [i.e. Margaret Graves Derenzy.] |
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... bring you back again . THE LINNET . AND dost thou weep , my Henry dear , Because thy linnet's dead ? Ah Henry ! ' tis a transient tear , Forgot as soon as shed . Thou❜lt soon forget thy bird , my boy ; Thou'lt soon forget thy pain ...
... bring you back again . THE LINNET . AND dost thou weep , my Henry dear , Because thy linnet's dead ? Ah Henry ! ' tis a transient tear , Forgot as soon as shed . Thou❜lt soon forget thy bird , my boy ; Thou'lt soon forget thy pain ...
Page 30
... bring home the rushes that float on the lake . And then up the hill , Near Barrington's Mill , We'll make seas and ponds of the dear little rill . And houses and lands We'll build with our hands , The merry little Group.
... bring home the rushes that float on the lake . And then up the hill , Near Barrington's Mill , We'll make seas and ponds of the dear little rill . And houses and lands We'll build with our hands , The merry little Group.
Page 52
... brings . From Flora's sweet stores Of sunbeams and flowers , Great news is proclaim'd by this trump through the bowers- Of nice leafy shades , And cooling cascades , And wild woods , and green fields , and moss- cover'd glades . And ...
... brings . From Flora's sweet stores Of sunbeams and flowers , Great news is proclaim'd by this trump through the bowers- Of nice leafy shades , And cooling cascades , And wild woods , and green fields , and moss- cover'd glades . And ...
Page 55
... bring his scythe , Lo ! the ripen'd grass to mow . And his daughters , Kate and Jane , Take their pitchfork and their rake , Trailing up the new - mown plain , On the borders of the lake . With their pretty new straw hats , Hats which ...
... bring his scythe , Lo ! the ripen'd grass to mow . And his daughters , Kate and Jane , Take their pitchfork and their rake , Trailing up the new - mown plain , On the borders of the lake . With their pretty new straw hats , Hats which ...
Page 59
... Brings back all the sweets of the Summer that's gone . Last eve I was passing yon ivy - clad ruin , And , struck with its beauty , I pensively stood ; On the path which led to it the wild winds were strewing A few leaves which still ...
... Brings back all the sweets of the Summer that's gone . Last eve I was passing yon ivy - clad ruin , And , struck with its beauty , I pensively stood ; On the path which led to it the wild winds were strewing A few leaves which still ...
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Page 83 - Now when he came nigh to the gate of the city, behold, there was a dead man carried out, the only son of his mother, and she was a widow; and much people of the city was with her. "And when the Lord saw her, he had compassion on her, and said unto her, 'Weep not.