 | 1837 - 634 էջ
...now to chase its flight — Oh ! call my brother back. The flowers run wild — the flowers we sowYi Around our garden tree ; Our vine is drooping with...— • Oh ! call him back to me ! He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee; The face that once like spring-time smil'd On earth... | |
 | 1828 - 244 էջ
...Oh! call my bi ul I'ir back ! The flowe'rs run wild — The flowers we sow'd, Around our gmden-tree; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh! call him back to me ? * He would not hear thy voice, fair child, He may not come to thee, The face that once like spring time smil'd On earth no more thou'lt... | |
 | 1829 - 306 էջ
...call my brother back ! in. " The flowers run wild — the flower we sowed Around our garden-tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh ! call him back to me !" IV. " He would not hear my voice, fair cliild ! He may not come to thee ; The face that once like... | |
 | Priscilla Maden Watts - 1829 - 312 էջ
...call my brother back ! Ill, "The flowers run wild — the flowers we sowed Around our garden-tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh! call him back to me!" IV. " He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ; The face that once like spring-time... | |
 | 1831 - 786 էջ
...back to me, I cannot play alone ; The summer comes with flower and bee, — Where is my brother gone 1 The butterfly is glancing bright Across the sun-beam's...load — Oh ! call him back to me ! He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ; The face that once like spring-time smiled On earth... | |
 | 1833 - 270 էջ
...of a brute can never constitute the true happiness of a man. BISHOP BERKELEY. THE FIRST GRIEF. OB t call my brother back to me I cannot play alone ; The...-tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh 1 call him back to me. " He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ; The face... | |
 | Samuel BLACKBURN - 1833 - 254 էջ
...now to chase its flight — Oh ! call my brother back. The flowers run wild, — the flowers we sow'd Around our garden tree ; Our vine is drooping with...— Oh ! call him back to me. " He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ; The face that once like spring-time smil'd, On earth... | |
 | 1834 - 766 էջ
...not now to chase its flight — Oh ! call my brother back ! "The flowers run wild— the flowers wo sowed Around our garden tree ; Our vine is drooping...call him back to me!" '' He would not hear thy voice, fair child! He may not come to thee „ The face that once like spring-time smiled, Ou'earth no more... | |
 | 1834 - 402 էջ
...Oh ! call my brother hack ! "The flowers run wild — the flowers we sowed Around our garden-tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh ! call him back to me '." " He would not hear thy voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ; The face that once like spring-time smiled, On earth no more... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1836 - 534 էջ
...the swinging shield Sings to the raving spirit of night ! 4. THE CHILD'S FIRST GRIEF. — Hemans. " Oh call my brother back to me, I cannot play alone...load— Oh call him back to me !" " He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ; The face that once like spring-time smiled, On earth... | |
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HI call my brother back to me ! I cannot play alone ; The summer comes with flower and bee ; Where is my brother gone? 
