| 1828 - 438 páginas
...cannot hear its breath ; 1 cannot see his langhin); eyes : They tell me this is Death ! My little work ! thought to bring, And sit down by his bed. And pleasantly I tried to sing ; They hush'd me : He 'a dead. They say that he again will rise. More beautiful then now; That God will bless... | |
| 1882 - 224 páginas
...MOTHER., WHAT IS DEATH 1 'Mother, h'nv still the baby lies, — I cannot hear his breath ; I cannot fee his laughing eyes — They tell me this is death. My little work l thought to bring And sit down by his bed, And pleasantly l tried In sing — They hushed me — he... | |
| Bela Bates Edwards - 1833 - 180 páginas
...a common evil. LESSON LVII. . Mother, what is Death? — MRS. OILMAN. " MOTHER, how still the baby lies ! — I cannot hear his breath, I cannot see...is death ! "My little work I thought to bring, And sat down by his bed, And pleasantly L tried to sing — They hushed me — He is dead ! " They say... | |
| Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1833 - 176 páginas
...tion ex er tion 22 2 22 4 ex er7 cent ex em' plar Mother, what is Death f Mother, how still the baby lies ! I cannot hear his breath ; I cannot see his laughing eyes — They tell me this is death. My litt'e work I thought to brirg, And sit down by his bed, And pleasantly 1 tried to sing ; They hushed... | |
| 1834 - 402 páginas
...And I'd come and float, dear mother, o'er thee. MOTHER, WHAT IS DEATH ? " MOTHER, how still the baby lies ! I cannot hear his breath ; I cannot see his...this is death. My little work I thought to bring, And sat down by his bed, And pleasantly I tried to sing — They hushed me — he is dead. They say that... | |
| Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1835 - 176 páginas
...ex ist 22 2 2 e 4 ex ult ex er' cent ex em' plar Mother, what is Death? Mother, how still the baby lies ! I cannot hear his breath ; I cannot see his...bed, And pleasantly I tried to sing ; They hushed me — He is dead They say that he again will rise, More beautiful than now ; That God will bless him... | |
| Jacob Abbott, Old Harlo - 1835 - 262 páginas
...there was no more difficulty about hats. XXIX. MOTHER, WHAT IS DEATH ? 1. " MOTHER, how still the baby lies ! I cannot hear his breath ; I cannot see his laughing eyes— They tell me thisis death. 2. My little work 1 thought to bring, I sat down by his bed, , And pleasantly I tried... | |
| Jacob Abbott, Old Harlo - 1835 - 272 páginas
...LESSON XXIX. MOTHER, WHAT IS DEATH ? 1. " MOTHER, how still the baby lies-! I cannot hear his breati^^^ I cannot see his laughing eyes— * They tell me this is death. 2. My little work I thought to bring, vj sat down by his bed, *.nd pleasantly I tried to sing— They... | |
| Lady, A Lady - 1836 - 338 páginas
...rest is to be expected only in the grave. BLAIR. MOTHER, WHAT IS DEATH » " MOTHER, how still the baby lies ! I cannot hear his breath ; I cannot see his...this is death. My little work I thought to bring. And sat down by his bed, And pleasantly I trisd to sing—- They hush'd me — he is dead. They say that... | |
| Author of The young man's own book - 1836 - 336 páginas
...Thyself removed, thy power to soothe me left. CoWPER. MOTHER, WHAT IS DEATH? " MoTHER, how still the baby lies ! I cannot hear his breath ; I cannot see his...this is death. My little work I thought to bring, And sat down by his bed, And pleasantly I tried to sing — They hush'd me — he is dead. They say that... | |
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