 twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy, Whilst thus I sing, I am a king, Although a poor blind boy.  Book of lessons for the use of schools - Page 136by Ireland commissioners of nat. educ - 1836Full view - About this book
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 pages
...you see, You say the sun shines bright ; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 't were always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe... | |
 | 1855 - 458 pages
...you see, You say the sun shines bright ; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 't were always day. With heavy sighs I often hear . You mourn my hapless woe... | |
 | 1856 - 398 pages
...you seo, You say the sun shines bright; I feel him warm, but how can he Or nuke it day or night? HI My day or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 'twere always day. IV With heavy sJghs I often hear Ynu mourn ray hapless... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1857 - 164 pages
...you see ; You say the sun shines bright ; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I always keep awake, With me 't were always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience... | |
 | 1857 - 300 pages
...; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make, When'er I sleep or play, And could I always keep awake, With me 't were always day. With heavy sighs I often hear Yon mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience... | |
 | John Guy (Schoolmaster.) - 1858 - 248 pages
...things you see, You say the sun shines bright; I feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night? My day or night, myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play: And could I ever keep awake, With me 'twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless wo;... | |
 | Book - 1858 - 124 pages
...you see ; You say the sun shines bright; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 't were always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 pages
...things you see, You say the sun shines bright; And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere always day. My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn... | |
 | John Laurie Blake - 1862 - 236 pages
...Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make, Whene'er 1 sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 'twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless wo ; But sure, with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My... | |
 | Choice poems - 1862 - 368 pages
...things you see, You say the sun shines bright ; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night. My day or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 'twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe... | |
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