 | Grace Aguilar - 1851 - 512 стор.
...request; once only her lip quivered, for she could not sing that verse without the thought of Edward. " The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where...lie deep ; He was the loved of all. yet none O'er his low bed may weep." Mr. Hamilton unobserved had entered the room, and »ow stood with folded arms... | |
 | Grace Aguilar - 1851 - 506 стор.
...request ; once only her lip quivered, for she could not sing that verse without the thought of Edward. " The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where...lie deep ; He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep." Mr. Hamilton unobserved had entered the room, and »ow stood with folded arms... | |
 | Henry Hacon - 1851 - 90 стор.
...register'd above, By Him who bade us as ourselves our fellow men to love. THE SAILOR-BOY'S DREAM. The aea, the blue lone sea hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep : He was the lov'd of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. MRS. HIMANS. 'TWAS night upon the ocean wide, Fair... | |
 | Wilson Armistead - 1851 - 362 стор.
...and this solitary heart rejoices in Jehovah.' LINES ON THE DEATH OP J. 8. COTTEBELT-. ' One "neath the forests of the West, By a dark stream is laid, The savage knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade.' Far in the forest glade, Across the stormy... | |
 | 1852 - 590 стор.
...fond mother bent at night O'er each fair sleeping brow, She had each folded flower in sight. Where are those dreamers now. One, 'midst the forests of the...Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, bath one, He lies where pearls lie deep; He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep.... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1852 - 604 стор.
...brow ; She had each folded flower in sight — Where are those dreamers now ? One 'midst the forest of the west, By a dark stream is laid — The Indian...shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one — He h'es where pearls lie deep ; He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps... | |
 | 1852 - 302 стор.
...mother bent at night O'er each fair sleeping brow; She had each folded flower in sight — Where are those dreamers now ? One midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream ie laid ; The Indian knows his place of rest, Far In the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea hath... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 стор.
...mother bent at night O'er each fair sleeping brow, She had each folded flower in sight — Where are those dreamers now ? One midst the forests of the...lie deep : He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are dress'd Above the noble slain, He wrapp'd... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1853 - 606 стор.
...mother bent at night O'er each fair sleeping brow ; She had each folded flower in sight — Where are those dreamers now? One midst the forests of the West,...pearls lie deep; He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where Southern vines are drest, Above the noble slain ; He wrapt his... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1853 - 596 стор.
...brow ; She had each folded flower in sight — Where are those dreamers now 1 One 'midst the forest of the west, By a dark stream is laid — The Indian...lie deep ; He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are diest, Above the noble slain : He wrapt his... | |
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O'er each fair sleeping brow, She had each folded flower in sight— Where are those dreamers now? One midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream, is laid ; The Indian knows his place of rest Far in the cedar shade. 
