 | 1873 - 466 стор.
...In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never forget, But oft when...bright by the calm Bendemeer ? No, the roses soon wither'd that hung oer the wave, But some blossoms were gather'd, while freshly they shone, And a dew... | |
 | John Swain (Writer of Verse.) - 1877 - 436 стор.
...In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never forget, But oft when...bright by the calm Bendemeer ? No, the roses soon wither'd that hung o'er the wave, But some blossoms were gather'd, while freshly they shone, And a... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1878 - 274 стор.
...the time of my childhood 't was. like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never forget, But oft when...there yet? Are the roses still bright by the calm Bendemecr? No, the roses soon withered that hung o'er the wave, But some blossoms were gathered, while... | |
 | Thomas Moore, John Francis Waller - 1879 - 572 стор.
...In the time of ray childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never forget, But oft when...still bright by the calm BENDEMEER? No, the roses soon wither'd that hung o'er -the wave, But some blossoms were gather'd, while freshly they shone, And a... | |
 | 1879 - 782 стор.
...our heads, not only in time but in sympathy, as the clear voice rose to a more passionate strain : " That bower and its music I never forget ; But oft...Are the roses still bright by the calm Bendemeer?" I and the oldest and hairiest sailor were sighing like furnaces as the melody recommenced with the... | |
 | James Burke - 1879 - 276 стор.
...In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet "dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never forget, But oft,...there yet, Are the roses still bright by the calm BENDEMEEU. No, the roses soon wither'd that hung o'er the wave, But some blossoms were gather'd while... | |
 | 1879 - 516 стор.
...sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the birds' song. That hower and its music I never forget, Hut oft when alone, in the bloom of the year, I think...bright by the calm Bendemeer ? " No, the roses soon wither'd that hung o'er the wave, IJut some blossoms were gather'd while freshly they slionc, And a... | |
 | Hyde Parker - 1879 - 140 стор.
...sweet dream To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never forget, For oft when alone, in the bloom of the year, I think,...yet? Are the roses still bright by the calm Bendemeer ? ii. No, the roses soon withered that hung o'er the wave, But some blossoms were gathered while freshly... | |
 | Andrew James Symington - 1880 - 284 стор.
...lu the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never forget, But oft when...still bright by the calm Bendemeer? No, the roses soon wither'd that hung o'er the wave, But some blossoms were gather'd, while freshly they shone, And a... | |
 | Charles Anderton Read - 1880 - 390 стор.
...childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and ¡is music I never forget, But oft when alone, in the bloom...still bright by the calm Bendemeer? No, the roses soon wither'd that hung o'er the wave, But some blossoms were gather'd, while freshly they shone, And a... | |
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twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never forget, But oft when alone, in the bloom of the year, I think — is the nightingale singing there yet ? Are the roses still bright by the calm BENDEMEER? 
