THEY tell us of an Indian tree, Which, howsoe'er the sun and sky May tempt its boughs to wander free, And shoot, and blossom, wide and high, Far better loves to bend its arms Downward again to that dear earth, From which the life, that fills and warms... Conversations on Nature and Art - Page 721839 - 333 pagesFull view - About this book
| Shrewsbury (England). Royal School - 1801 - 368 pages
...brawnie quey ; I'se gie them a' to my Marion Just on her bridal day. OLD SCOTTISH SONG. The Indian Tree. They tell us of an Indian tree, Which, howsoe'er the...wander free, And shoot and blossom wide and high, Yet better loves to bend its arms Downwards again to that dear earth, From which the life, that fills... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1823 - 224 pages
...let all that laughs Abroad, at home, laugh out for me ! TO MY MOTHER. Written in a Pocket Book, 1822. THEY tell us of an Indian tree, Which, howsoe'er the...blossom, wide and high, Far better loves to bend its arms Downward again to that dear earth, From which the life, that fills and warms Its grateful being, first... | |
| 1823 - 508 pages
...called ' LINES TO MY MOTHER, WRITTEN IN A POCKET-BOOK. ' They tell us of an Indian tree, Which, howso'er the sun and sky May tempt its boughs to wander free,...blossom, wide and high, Far better loves to bend its arms Downward again to that dear earth, From which the life, that fills and warms Its grateful being, first... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1823 - 226 pages
...all that laughs Abroad, at home, laugh out for me ! 155 TO MY MOTHER. Written in a Pocket Book, 1822. THEY tell us of an Indian tree, Which, howsoe'er the sun and sky May tempt its boughs to wander freCj And shoot, and blossom, wide and high, Far better loves to bend its arms Downward again to that... | |
| 1823 - 494 pages
...slept at all, Now took, tlie rogue to downright snoring. TO MY MOTHER. Written in a Pocket Book, 1822. THEY tell us of an Indian tree, Which, howsoe'er the sun and sky May tempt its boughs to wunder free, And shoot, and blossom, wide and high, Far better loves to bend its arms Downward again... | |
| Thomas Byerley - 1823 - 528 pages
...snoring. TO MY MOTHER. Written in a Pocket Book, 1828. THEY tell ns of an Indian tree, Which, howsoe'erthe sun and sky May tempt its boughs to wander free, And shoot, and blossom, wide and high, Far hetter loves to hend its arms Downward again to that dear earth. From which the life, that 811s and... | |
| 1824 - 514 pages
...following poetic gem, which, as we think it will be here 'well set,' will sparkle with additional lustre. They tell us of an Indian tree, Which, howsoe'er the...blossom, wide and high, Far better loves to bend its arms Downward again to that dear earth, From which the life, that fills and warms Its grateful being, first... | |
| George Wentworth - 1824 - 378 pages
...makes poor men rich, and rich men poor. TO MY MOTHER. By T. Moore, and written in his Pocket Book, May tempt its boughs to wander free, And shoot, and...blossom, wide and high, Far better loves to bend its arms Downward again to that dear earth, From which the life, that fills and warms Its grateful being, first... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1827 - 426 pages
...let all that laughs Abroad, at home, laugh out for me! TO MY MOTHKR. Written in a Pockct-Bool; 183?. THEY tell us of an Indian tree Which, howsoe'er the sun and sky May tempt its boughs lo wander free. And shoot and blossom, wide .nul lnĀ”;li. Far better loves to bend ils arms Downward... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1829 - 456 pages
...me! It) MY MOTHER. Written in a Pocket-Book, 1811. THEY tell us of an Indian tree Which, howsoe'cr the sun and sky May tempt its boughs to wander free....blossom, wide and high. Far better loves to bend its arms Downward again to that dear earth From which the life, lhat fills aiid warms Its grateful being, first... | |
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