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" I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such? — It was. — Where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a... "
Poems - Сторінка 274
автори: William Cowper - 1808
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Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Том 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 стор.
...burial day, I saw the bearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew Л 0h%. but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting sound shall pass my lips no more I Thy maidens grieved...
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The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by Various ..., Том 3

Thomas Humphry Ward - 1916 - 634 стор.
...thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu l But was it such ? — It was. — Where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens, grieved...
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English Prose and Poetry (1137-1892)

John Matthews Manly - 1916 - 806 стор.
...thee slow away, And turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! 31 but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens, grieved...
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English Prose and Poetry (1137-1892).

1916 - 792 стор.
...thee slow away, And turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! 31 ( ! *~ SHUVKK1 1 but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens,...
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A Book of English Literature, Selected and Ed, Том 1

Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 964 стор.
...was it such? — It was. — Where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but t 35 Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return. What ardently...
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A Book of English Literature, Selected and Ed

Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 566 стор.
...burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And turning from my nursery window, drew 30 A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu! But was it such?—It was.—Where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee...
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An Anthology of Mother Verse

Elizabeth McCracken - 1917 - 234 стор.
...tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, 45 And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu....gone, Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting words shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens, grieved...
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Early days; or, The Wesleyan scholar's guide

1870 - 750 стор.
...away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A Ion;, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But wag it such ?— It was, — Where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting words shall pass my lips no more ! " Nor does the...
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English Poets of the Eighteenth Century

Ernest Bernbaum - 1918 - 422 стор.
...tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that 'bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu...gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more! Thy maidens, grieved...
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The Home Book of Verse, American and English, 1580-1918, Том 2

1918 - 2062 стор.
...bell tolled on thy burial day; I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away; And, turning from my nursery And the moon's cold light, as it lay that night On...houseless head, — But the Pilgrim, — where is but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more. Thy maidens, grieved...
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