 | 1826 - 590 pages
...voice replied. That eve,l knelt me down in wo An.! said a lonely pray'r, Tet still my temple» srem'd to glow As if that hand were there. Years fled — and left me childhood's jo». Gay uiorla and pastimes dear, 1 rose a wild and wayward boy, \Vho scorn'd the curb of fear. Fierce... | |
 | 1832 - 550 pages
...replied. [soul, That eve I knelt me down full low, And said a lonely prayer, Yet still my temples seem'd to glow As if that hand were there. Years fled, and...pastimes dear, I rose a wild and wayward boy, Who scorn'd the curb of fear. Youth came — the props of virtue fled, But oft at day's decline, A inarhle... | |
 | Joseph Belcher - 1834 - 590 pages
...stole To lay it by her side, And thought strange sleep enchain'd her soul, For no loud voice replied. That eve, I knelt me down in woe, And said a lonely...pastimes dear, I rose a wild and wayward boy, Who scorn'd the curb of fear. Fierce passions shook me like a reed. Yet, ere at night I slept, That soft... | |
 | 1834 - 406 pages
...thought strange sleep enehained her soul, For no fond Toiee replied. That eve, I knelt me down in wo, And said a lonely prayer ; Yet still my temples seemed to glow As if that band were there. Years fled, and left me ehildhood's joy, Gay sports and pastimes dear ; I rose a wild... | |
 | 1835 - 616 pages
...she was dead. Tint eve, I knelt me down in wo, And said a lonely prayer ; Yet still my temples seem'd to glow As if that hand were there. Years fled, and left me childhood's joys, Gay sports and pastimes dear ; I rose a wild and wayward boy, Who scorned the curb of fear. Fierce... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1836 - 404 pages
...stole To lay it by her side, And thought strange sleep enchained her soul, For no fond voice replied. That eve I knelt me down in woe And said a lonely...temples seemed to glow As if that hand were there. Years fled—and left me childhood's joy, Gay sports and pastimes dear, I rose a wild and wayward boy, Who... | |
 | Samuel Worcester - 1837 - 264 pages
...thought strange sleep enchained her soul. For no fond voice replied. 6. That eve, I knelt me down in wo, And said a lonely prayer ; Yet still my temples seemed to glow As if that hand were there 7. Years fled, and left me childhood's joy, Gay sports and pastimes dear ; I rose a wild and wayward... | |
 | 1838 - 348 pages
...stole To lay it hy her side, And thought strange sleep enehained her soul. For no Ibnd voice replied. That eve, I knelt me down in woe, And said a lonely prayer; Yet still my temples seemed to glow A .•• if that hand were there. Yean fled, and left roe childhood's joy, Gay sports and pastimes... | |
 | 1838 - 332 pages
...stole To lay it by her side, And thought strange sleep enchain'd her soul, For no fond voice replied. That eve, I knelt me down in woe, And said a lonely prayer ; Yet still my temples seem'd to glow As if that hand were there. Years fled, and left me childhood's joy, Gay sports and... | |
 | 1839 - 430 pages
...I plucked a fair white rose, and stole For no fond voice replied. That eve, I knelt me down in wo, And said a lonely prayer; Yet still my temples seemed...were there. Years fled, and left me childhood's joy, Fierce passions shook me like a reed ; Yet, ere at night I slept, That soft hand made my bosom bleed,... | |
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For no loud voice replied. That eve, I knelt me down in woe, And said a lonely prayer, Yet, still my temples seemed to glow, As if that hand were there. 
