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The Mourner Comforted: Containing the Cypress Wreath - Page 20
1844 - 256 pages
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pages
...fair sunshiny head Is ever bounding round my study chair; Yet, when my eyes, now dim With tears, 1 turn to him, The vision vanishes — he is not there....open door, I hear a footfall on the chamber stair, I'm stepping toward the hall, To give the boy a call ; And then bethink me that — he is not there:...
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The Farmer's Monthly Visitor, Volume 12

1852 - 448 pages
...parents. MY BOY. I cannot make him dead, His fair sunshiny head Is ever bounding round my study chair ; Yet when my eyes, now dim With tears, I turn to him, The vision vanishes, — he it not tken I I walk my parlor floor, And through the open door, I hear a footfall on the chamber stair...
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The Monthly Miscellany, Volumes 2-3

C. Palfrey - 1840 - 754 pages
...printed.—ED. 1 cannot make him dead ! His fair sunshiny head Is ever bounding round my study chair ; Yet, when my eyes, now dim With tears, I turn to him, The vision vanishes—he is not there ! I walk my parlour floor, And, through the open door, I hear a foot-fall...
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The Poets and Poetry of America: With an Historical Introduction

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 pages
...thee, MY CHILD. I CANNOT make him dead ! His fair sunshiny head Is ever bounding round my study chair ; Yet, when my eyes, now dim With tears, I turn to him,...The vision vanishes — he is not there ! I walk my parlour floor, And, through the open door, I hear a footfall on the chamber stair; I 'm stepping toward...
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Readings in American Poetry

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 280 pages
...JOHN PIERPONT. I CANNOT make him dead ! His fair sunshiny head Is ever bounding round my study chair ; Yet, when my eyes, now dim With tears I turn to him,...The vision vanishes— he is not there ! I walk my parlour floor, And, through the open door, I hear a footfall on the chamber stair; I'm stepping toward...
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Readings in American Poetry

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 278 pages
...JOHN PIEBPONT. I CANNOT make him dead ! His fair sunshiny head Is ever bounding round my study chair ; Yet, when my eyes, now dim With tears I turn to him, The vision vanishes — he is not there f I walk my parlour floor, And, through the open door, I hear a footfall on the chamber stair ; I'm...
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The Poets of Connecticut: With Biographical Sketches ...

Charles William Everest - 1844 - 474 pages
..." MY CHILD. I cannot make him dead ! His fair sunshiny head Is ever bounding round my study chair ; Yet when my eyes, now dim With tears, I turn to him,...call ; And then bethink me that — he is not there ! 5 I thread the crowded street ; A satchelled lad I meet, With the same beaming eyes and colored hair...
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The Illustrated Book of Christian Ballads and Other Poems, Volume 6

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 188 pages
...(JTljilb. cVfc3« 3 I CANNOT make him dead ! his fair sunshiny head Is ever bounding round my study chair; Yet, when my eyes, now dim with tears, I turn to him,...The vision vanishes — he is not there! I walk my parlour floor, and, through the open door, I hear a footfall on the chamber stair : I'm stepping toward...
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The Childrens' Magazine of General Knowledge and Instruction, Volume 7

1844 - 398 pages
...PIEBI'ONT. I CANNOT make him dead ! His fair sunshiny head Is ever bounding round my study chair ; Yet when my eyes, now dim With tears, I turn to him,...The vision vanishes — he is not there ! I walk my parlour floor, And, through the open door, I hear a footfall on the chamber stair; I'm stepping toward...
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The Book of Poetry

William Morrison Engles - 1844 - 274 pages
...CHILD. PIERPONT. I CANNOT make him dead ! His fair sunshiny head Is ever bounding round my study chair ; Yet, when my eyes, now dim With tears, I turn to him,...The vision vanishes — he is not there ! I walk my parlour floor, And, through the open door, I hear a footfall on the chamber stair ; I'm stepping toward...
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