 Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days ! None knew thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise. Tears fell when thou wert dying, From eyes unused to weep, And long, where thou art lying, Will tears the cold turf steep. When hearts...  Southern Literary Messenger - الصفحة 3361835عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
 | Epes Sargent - 1867 - عدد الصفحات: 540
...where thou art lying will tears the cold turf steep. When hearts whose truth is proven, like thine, are laid in earth, There should a wreath be woven to tell the world their worth ; MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. 359 And I, who woke each mosrow to clasp thyliand in mine, Who shared thy joy... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1868 - عدد الصفحات: 822
...thou art lying, Will tears the cold turl' steep. When hearts, whose truth was provea, Like thine, are laid in earth, There should a wreath be woven To tell...shared thy joy and sorrow. Whose weal and woe were urine; It should be mine to braid it Around thy faded brow, But I've in vain essayed it, And feel I... | |
 | Mary Alice Seymour - 1870 - عدد الصفحات: 224
...to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise I " " When hearts whose truth was proven, Like thine, are laid in earth, There should a wreath be woven To tell the world their worth. It should be mine to braid it Around thy faded brow; But I've in vain essayed it, And I feel I cannot... | |
 | Mary Alice Seymour - 1870 - عدد الصفحات: 232
...to love tbee, Nor named thee but to praise 1 " " When hearts whose truth was proven, Like thine, are laid in earth, There should a wreath be woven To tell the world their worth. It should be mine to braid it Around thy faded brow; But I've in vain essayed it, And I feel I cannot... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - عدد الصفحات: 968
...thou art lying, Will tears the cold turf steep. When hearts, whose truth was proven, Like thine, are ot think the thin ; Anil I, who woke each morrow To clasp thy hand in mine, Who shared thy joy and sorrow, Whose weal... | |
 | 1872 - عدد الصفحات: 710
...of. Green be the turf above tliee, Friend of my batter days 1 None knew thce but to love thee, Nor he stout bearers lift the corpse again. These speak...and cling to a twig. They love it, and yet loathe Fitz-Qrcene Halleck. 1437. FBTOALITY, Bulo of. By no means run in debt : take thine own measure. Who... | |
 | 1872 - عدد الصفحات: 184
...thou art lying Will tears the cold turf steep. When hearts whose truth was proven, Like thine, are laid in earth, There should a wreath be woven To tell...It should be mine to braid it Around thy faded brow ; 140 But I Ve in vain essayed it, And feel I cannot now. While memory bids me weep thee, Nor thoughts... | |
 | 1872 - عدد الصفحات: 900
...thou art lying, Will tears the cold turf steep. When hearts, whose truth was proven, Like thine, are — But I 've in vain essayed it, And feel I cannot now. While memory bids me weep thee, Nor thoughts... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1872 - عدد الصفحات: 582
...where thou art lying Will tears the cold' turf steep. When hearts whose truth was proven Like thine are laid in earth, There should a wreath be woven To tell...joy and sorrow, Whose weal and woe were thine,— But I've in vain essayed it, And feel I can not now. While memory bids me weep thee Nor thoughts nor... | |
 | Noble Kibby Royse - 1872 - عدد الصفحات: 376
...thou art lying Will tears the cold turf steep. When hearts, whose truth was proven, Like thine, are laid in earth, There should a wreath be woven To tell...in mine, Who shared thy joy and sorrow, Whose weal :mrl wo were thine; It should be mine to braid it Around thy faded brow, But I've in vain essayed it,... | |
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