 | 1850 - Страниц: 98
...Some bounty she hangs us on every tree, And blesses us in the sweet air. Oh ! come, brothers, arouse, &c. And this is the life for a man, a man, And this...if he can, he can ; But he never was half so free. Our mother, the world — a good mother is she. Says to toil is to welcome her fare ; Some bounty she... | |
 | Howard Paul - 1857 - Страниц: 144
...Some bounty she hangs us on every tree, And blesses us in the sweet air. Oh, come, brothers, arouse, &c. And this is the life for a man, a man, And this...if he can, he can, But he never was half so free. Our mother, the world, a good mother is she, Says to toil is to welcome her fare ; Some bounty she... | |
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And the river runs merrily by. Our mother, the world, — a good mother is she, Says to toil is to welcome her fare ; Some bounty she hangs us on every tree, And blesses us in the sweet air. Oh ! come, brothers, arouse, &c. And this is the life for a... 