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" Nod o'er the ground-bird's hidden nest. Thou waitest late and com'st alone, When woods are bare and birds are flown, And frosts and shortening days portend The aged year is near his end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the... "
The Museum of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art - Page 62
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The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, Volume 61

1835 - 700 pages
...its end. ' Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue— blue— as if that sky let fall A flower from its cerulean wall....of death draw nigh to me, Hope, blossoming within ray heart, May look to Heaven as I depart.' We miss among the selections from Bryant an old favourite...
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The Wesleyan-Methodist Magazine

1879 - 1042 pages
...of his poems, written in boyhood : ' I would that thus, when I shall see The hour of death draw near to me, Hope blossoming within my heart, May look to heaven as I deport.' Bryant was a man of wealth and position ; but he did not live for the gratification of self....
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A Selection of Reading Lessons for Common Schools: Designed to be Used After ...

Levi Washburn Leonard - 1830 - 228 pages
...quiet eye, Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue — blue — as if that sky let fall A flower frpm its cerulean wall. I would that thus, when I shall see The hour of death draw near to me, Hope blossoming within my heart, May look to heaven as I depart. In...
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Flora's Interpreter, Or The American Book of Flowers and Sentiments

Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1832 - 244 pages
...its end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue — blue — as if that sky let fall A flower from its cerulean wall. I would that thus, when I shall see The hour of death draw near to me, Hope, blossoming within my heart, May look to heaven as I depart. Bryant....
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pages
...fall A flower from its cerulean wall. I would that thus, when I shall see The hour of death draw near to me, Hope, blossoming within my heart, May look to heaven as 1 depait. THE CROWDED STREET. LET me move slowly through the street, Filled with an ever-shifting train,...
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The American Quarterly Observer, Volume 1

Bela Bates Edwards - 1833 - 892 pages
...its end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue — blue — as if that sky let fall A flower from its cerulean wall. I would that thus, when I shall see The hour of death draw near to me, Hope, blossoming within my heart, May look to heaven as I depart." The...
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Selections from the American Poets: With Some Introductory Remarks

1834 - 402 pages
...its end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue — blue— as if that sky let fall A flower from its cerulean wall. I would that thus, when I shall see The hour of death draw near to me, Hope, blossoming within my heart, May look to heaven as I depart. FATHERS....
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The Parent's Present

Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1835 - 248 pages
...its end, Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue — blue — as if that sky let fall A flower from its cerulean wall. I would that thus, when I shall see The hour of death draw near to me, Hope, blossoming within my heart, May look to heaven as I depart. THE...
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The Constitutional magazine, and literary review

842 pages
...end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, — Blue — blue — as if that sky let fall A flower from its cerulean wall. I would that thus, when I shall sec The hours of death draw nigh to me, Hope, blossoming within my heart, May look to Heav'n as I depart."...
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Poems

William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 288 pages
...his end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue — blue — as if that sky let fall A flower from its cerulean wall. I would that thus, when I shall see The hour of death draw near to me, Hope, blossoming within my heart, May look to heaven as I depart. "...
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