 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 стор.
...rose weeps, " She is late;" The larkspur listens, "I hear, I hear;" And the lily whispers, " I wait." She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her, and beat, Wore it earth in an earthy bed. My dust would hear her, and heat, Had I lain for a century dead: Would... | |
 | Robert Kemp Philp - 1855 - 936 стор.
...rose weeps, 'She is late;' The la'kspur listens, ' 1 hear 1 heur,1 And the lily whispers, * 1 wait.' She is coming, my own, my sweet Were it ever so airy...bed ; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain lor a ceniury dead ; Woul'i start and tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red." The gentle... | |
 | 1855 - 1416 стор.
...weeps, ' She Is late ;' The larkspur listens, ' 1 hear, I hear ;' And the lily whispers, • I wait.' She Is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her ami beat, \\Vn- it earth in an earthy bed ; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain for a century... | |
 | 1855 - 812 стор.
...' She 1л coining, my owe. my sweet ; Were it ever so airy a tread. M т heart would hear her anil beat, Were It earth In an earthy bed; My dust would hear her and beat, liad 1 lain for a century dead ; Would start and tremble under her feet, Лиа ЫоЕбот in purple... | |
 | 1855 - 808 стор.
...the Illy whispers, ' 1 wait.' Ehe is coming, my own, my swoct ; Were it ever so airy a tread, Uyheart would hear her and beat, Were it earth In an earthy bed ; My dust won I.1 hoar her and bent, Had 1 lain for a century dead ; Would itart and tremble under her feet,... | |
 | 1855 - 1428 стор.
...rose weeps, 'SlieUlate ; ic larkspur listens, * I hear, I bear ;' And the lily whispers, * I wait.' She is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever -so airy n tread, My h^art would hear her and beat, \\Vre it earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her... | |
 | 1856 - 430 стор.
...daffodil skyTo faint in the Hunt of the sun phc loves : To faint in his light, and to die." • ****»*• She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy a tread. My heart would hear tier, and beat, \Verc It earth in an earthy bud. My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain for a... | |
 | John Sullivan Dwight - 1856 - 428 стор.
...weep.«, " She is lute;" The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear"; And the lily whispers, " I wait". She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy л tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her... | |
 | 1857 - 398 стор.
...with passion, and rings clear and full — " She is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever so »iry a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it...earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her and hem, Hud I lain for a century dead ; Would start and tremble under her feel, And blossom in purple... | |
 | 1857 - 818 стор.
...informed with passion and rings clear and full — " She is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever BO airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed ; My dost would hear her and beat, Had I lain for a century dead ; Would start and tremble under her feet,... | |
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She is coming, my life, my fate ; The red rose cries, " She is near, she is near ; " And the white rose weeps, " She is late ; " The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear ; " And the lily whispers, 
