 Sleep breathes at last from out thee, My little patient boy ; And balmy rest about thee Smooths off the day's annoy. I sit me down, and think Of all thy winning ways : Yet almost wish, with sudden shrink, That I had less to praise.  The Quarterly Review - Page 3261818Full view - About this book
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 pages
...have her will, And said, ' ' Nay, we are seven ! " WILLIAM WORDSWORTH. TO A CHILD, DUKIÏÏG SICKNESS. Cul olf the day's annoy. 1 sit me down, and think Of all thy winning ways ; Yet almost wish, with sudden... | |
 | Samuel Orchart Beeton - 1873 - 782 pages
...behold thee ! Leigh Hunt. — Bora 1784, Died 1850. 1398.— TO TLH, SIX YEARS OLD, DURING A SICKNESS. Sleep breathes at last from out thee, My little patient...sudden shrink, That I had less to praise. Thy sidelong pillow'd meekness, Thy thanks to all that aid, Thy heart in pain and weakness, Of fancied faults afraid... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1876 - 599 pages
...would have her will, And said, " Nay, we are seven ! " WILLIAM WORDSWORTH. TO A CHILD, DURING SICKNESS. SLEEP breathes at last from out thee, My little patient...balmy rest about thee Smooths off the day's annoy. 34 35 I sit me down, and think Of all thy winning ways ; Yet almost wish, with sudden shrink, That... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1876 - 828 pages
...sat ; " No love," quoth he, " but vanity, sets love a task like that!" TO A CHILD, DURING SICKNESS. nd o'er his burial-turf they trod. And I beheld— Oh God ! Oh God !. His life-blood ooz Smoothes off the day's annoy. I sit me down, and think Of all thy winning ways ; Yet almost wish, with... | |
 | Laurel - 1879 - 438 pages
...have loved. She never can forget. To a Child. 173 To a SIX YEARS OLD, DURING SICKNESS. BY LEIGH HUNT. SLEEP breathes at last from out thee, My little patient...sudden shrink That I had less to praise. Thy sidelong pillow'd meekness, Thy thanks to all that aid Thy heart in pain and weakness, Of fancied faults afraid... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 pages
...have her will, And said, "Nay, we are seven." WILLIAM WORDSWORTH. TO A CHILD DURING SICKNESS. SLEF.P ate through every vein Of all your empire ; that, where Britain's power Is felt, mankind oll'the day's annoy. I sit me down, and think Of all thy winning ways ; Yet almost wish, with sudden... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1881 - 1000 pages
...thee, My little patient hoy ; And balmy rest about thee Smooths oif tho day's annoy. I sit me down aud ey, was placed in All Saints' Church, Cambridge, England, by a young American, Francis Boot "f The sidelong pillowed meekness, Thy thanks to all that aid, Thy heart, in pain and weakness, Of fancied... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - 1138 pages
...daughter see This picture, once, resembled thec. AMBROSE PHILIPS. TO TLH Six YKARS OLD, DUKINO A SICKNE&S. thce Smooths off the day's annoy. I sit me down, and think Of all thy winning ways; Yet almost wish,... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1882 - 1002 pages
...patient boy ; And balmy rest about theo Smooths off the day's auuoy. I sit mo down and think Of ¡ill er rest is on a thought, Conscious of doing what I ought. Pleasure. If thon be'st Tho sidelong pillowed meekness, Thy thanks to all that aid, Thy heart, in pain and weakness, Of fancied... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1883 - 544 pages
...praises — the truest and the most precious that can be given. TO TLH, SIS TEAKS OLD, DURING A SICKNESS. Sleep breathes at last from out thee, My little patient...less to praise. Thy sidelong pillowed meekness, Thy thanka to all that aid, Thy heart in pain and weakness Of fancied faults afraid ; The little trembling... | |
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