 And didst thou visit him no more ? Thou didst, thou didst, my daughter deare ; The waters laid thee at his doore, Ere yet the early dawn was clear. Thy pretty bairns in fast embrace, The lifted sun shone on thy face, Downe drifted to thy dwelling-place....  A Book of Women's Verse - Page 157edited by - 1921 - 191 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1876 - 288 pages
...pretty bairns in fast embrace, The lifted sun shone on thy face, Downe drifted to thy dwelling-place. A fatal ebbe and flow, alas! To manye more than myne and mee: But each will mourn his own (shee sayth). And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Than my sonne's... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1880 - 584 pages
...pretty bairns in fast embrace, The lifted sun shone on thy face, Downe drifted to thy dwelling-place. That flow strewed wrecks about the grass ; That ebbe...saith). And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Than my soime's wife, Elizabeth. I shall never hear her more By the reedy Lindis' shore, "Cusha, Cusha, Cusha!"... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1880 - 582 pages
...pretty bairns in fast embrace, The lifted sun shone on thy face, Downe drifted to thy dwelling-place. That flow strewed wrecks about the grass; That ebbe...own, (she saith). And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Thau my sonne's wife, Elizabeth. I shall never hear her more By the reedy Lindis' shore, "Cusha, Ciisha,... | |
 | Allen Ayrault Griffith - 1879 - 348 pages
...pretty bairns in fast embrace, The lifted sun shone on thy face, Down drifted to thy dwelling place. That flow strewed wrecks about the grass, That ebbe...than myne and me : But each will mourn his own (she sayth), And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Than my sonne's wife, Elizabeth. I shall never hear her... | |
 | Frederick Saunders - 1880 - 474 pages
...all the world was in the sea. walls That flow strewed wrecks about the grass, that ebbe swept out th flocks to sea ; A fatal ebbe and flow, alas ! to manye...ne'er drew breath Than my sonne's wife Elizabeth. The following lyric illustrates the pictorial beauty of her style, no less felicitously : — When... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1880 - 488 pages
...lifted sun shone on thy face, Downe drifted to thy dwelling-place.1 That flow strewed wrecks about tie grass; That ebbe swept out the flocks to sea; A fatal...more than myne and me: But each will mourn his own, I saith). And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Than my sonne's wife, Elizabeth. I shall never hear her... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - 1880 - 812 pages
...pretty bairns in fast embrace, The lifted sun shone on thy face, Downe drifted to thy dwelling-place. That flow strewed wrecks about the grass, That ebbe...; A fatal ebbe and flow, alas ! To manye more than niyiie and me : But each will mourn his own (she saith). And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath I shall... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 pages
...embrace, The lifted sun shone on thy face, Downe drifted to thy dwelling-place. That flow stretched wrecks about the grass, That ebbe swept out the flocks...ebbe and flow, alas ! To manye more than myne and mee. But each will mourn his own (she saith) : And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Than my sonne's... | |
 | Henry Cabot Lodge - 1880 - 408 pages
...the graas ; That ebb swept out the flocks to sea; A fatal ebb and flow, alas! To many more than mine and me: But each will mourn his own (she saith). And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Than my son's wife, Elizabeth. I shall never hear her more By the reedy Lindis' shore, " Cusha, Cusha, Cusha... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 pages
...pretty bairns in fast embrace, The lifted sun shone on thy face, Downe drifted to thy dwelling-place. ar.] 'T is time this heart should be unmoved, Since others it has Hocks to sea, — A fatal ebbe and flow, alas ! To nmiiye more than myne and mee ; But each will luourne... | |
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