The Early Dead; Or, Transplanted Flowers: A Collection of Thoughts, Poetrical and Scriptual, on the Death of ChildrenHenry J. Howland, 1857 - 204 pages |
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... pains and fears , The day of woe , the watchful night , For all her sorrow , all her tears , An overpayment of delight ? " T WAS BUT A BABE . I asked them why the verdant turf was riven From its young rooting ; and with silent lip They ...
... pains and fears , The day of woe , the watchful night , For all her sorrow , all her tears , An overpayment of delight ? " T WAS BUT A BABE . I asked them why the verdant turf was riven From its young rooting ; and with silent lip They ...
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... pain distressed . We miss this dear flower from every place , But we know that she is now with the blest ; Then we'll patiently wait till summoned away To join her in glorious rest . The light of our dwelling in darkness has set ...
... pain distressed . We miss this dear flower from every place , But we know that she is now with the blest ; Then we'll patiently wait till summoned away To join her in glorious rest . The light of our dwelling in darkness has set ...
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... pain and woe . Five glad years her prattling accents cheered our parents ' happy home , Then our Father gently called her to his arms , —no more to roam . Oft , in joyous days of childhood , seated on my mother's knee , Had I listened ...
... pain and woe . Five glad years her prattling accents cheered our parents ' happy home , Then our Father gently called her to his arms , —no more to roam . Oft , in joyous days of childhood , seated on my mother's knee , Had I listened ...
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... pain , Thou should'st have her thou mourn'st as dead , Ruddy and fresh with life again . " T is strange ! I always thought ' t was strange That Death , like an unkennel'd hound , Should through our fields and pastures range , And gird ...
... pain , Thou should'st have her thou mourn'st as dead , Ruddy and fresh with life again . " T is strange ! I always thought ' t was strange That Death , like an unkennel'd hound , Should through our fields and pastures range , And gird ...
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... Pain is unknown . Little one ! precious one ! Love could not save , Early the cross was thine , Early the grave . Now , all the anguish past Unto thee given , Early the crown is thine , Early the Heaven . Fonder than friendship's arms ...
... Pain is unknown . Little one ! precious one ! Love could not save , Early the cross was thine , Early the grave . Now , all the anguish past Unto thee given , Early the crown is thine , Early the Heaven . Fonder than friendship's arms ...
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