 Watching the flame grow brighter, higher, The sweet song flits By snatches through his weary brain To help him rest ; When next he goes that road again, An empty nest On leafless bough will make him sigh, " Ah me ! last spring Just here I heard, in passing...  The Atlantic Monthly - Stran 2121870Celotni ogled - O knjigi
 | Henry Davenport Northrup - 1888 - 790 strani
...I heard, in passing by, That rare bird bing." But while he sighs, remembering How sweet the son;;, The little bird, on tireless wing, Is borne along...common air has generous wings : Songs make their way. HELLEN HUNT JACKSON (ff. ff.) AN INCOMPLETE REVELATION. ШН1ЬЕ Quaker folks were Quakers still,... | |
 | 1893 - 688 strani
...will make him sigh : "Ah me ! last spring, Just here I heard, in passing by, That rare bird sing." But while he sighs, remembering How sweet the song, The...With weary feet, On other roads, the simple strain Arc finding sweet. The birds must know. Who wisely sings Will sing as they. The common air has generous... | |
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