 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1825 - 224 pagine
...stirr'd ! Hear me, but hear me !—fother, chief, My king ! I must be heard ! » —Hush'd, hush'd—how is it that I call, And that thou answerest not? When...thus ?—woe, woe for all The love my soul forgot! " Thy silver hairs I see, So still, so sadly bright! And father, father ! but for me, They had not... | |
 | 1825 - 668 pagine
...Chief, My King ! 1 mini be heard ! — Hush'd, bush'd ! — how is it that I call, And that tin MI answerest not.' When was it thus ? — Woe, woe for all The love my soul forgot ! " Thy silver hairs I see, So still, so sadly bright! And, Father, Father ! but for me, They had not... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1825 - 222 pagine
...my sire ! To hear thee bless thy son. " Speak to me ! mighty grief Ere now the dust hath stirr'd ! Hear me, but hear me ! — father, chief, My king ! I must be heard ! — Hush'd, hush'd — how is it that I call, And that thou answerest not? When was it thus? —... | |
 | Tobias Merton (pseud) - 1826 - 550 pagine
...undone, I would give England's crown, my sire ! to hear thee bless thy son. ' Speak to me ! mighty grief ere now the dust hath stirred ! Hear me, but hear...thus?— woe, woe for all the love my soul forgot ! ' Thy silver hairs I see, so still, so sadly bright ! And father, father ! but for me, they had not... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1827 - 528 pagine
...! To hear thee bless thy son. — Hush'd, hush'd — how is it that I call And that thou aiiswerest not ? When was it thus ? — woe, woe for all The love my soul forgot ! " Thy silver hairs I see, So still, so sadly bright ! And father, father ! but for me, They had not... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1827 - 360 pagine
...my sire ! To hear thee bless thy son. " Speak to me ! mighty grief Ere now the dust hath etirr'd ! Hear me, but hear me ! — father, chief, My king ! I must be heard ! — Hush'd, husli'd — how is it that I call, And that thou answerest not ? When was it thus ? —... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1827 - 256 pagine
...my sire ! To hear thee bless thy son. " Speak to me ! mighty grief Ere now the dust hath stirr'd ! Hear me, but hear me ! — father, chief, My king ! I must be heard ! — Hush'd, hush'd — how is it that I call And that thou answerest not ? When was it thus ? —... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 216 pagine
...thee bless thy son. " Speak to me ! mighty grief Ere now the dust hath stirred ! Hear me, but bear me ! — father, chief, My king ! I must be heard...Hushed, hushed — how is it that I call, And that tliou answerest not 1 When was it thus ? — wo, wo for all The love my soul forgot '. " Thy silver... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 228 pagine
...sire ' To hear thee bless thy son. " Speak to me '• mighty grief Ere nOW the dust hath stirr'd ! Hear me, but hear me ! — father, chief, My king ! I must be heard ! — Hush'd, husb'd— how is it that I call, And that thou answerest not ? When was it thus f—... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 228 pagine
...my sire ! To hear thee bless thy son. " Speak to me • mighty grief Ere now the dust hath stirr'd ! Hear me, but hear me !— father, chief, My king ! I must be heard ! — Hush'd, hush'd— how is it that I call, And that thou answere^t not :' When was it thus ? —... | |
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Speak to me ! mighty grief Ere now the dust hath stirred ! Hear me, but hear me ! — father, chief, My king ! I must be heard ! Hushed, hushed— how is it that I call, And that thou answerest not ? When was it thus, woe, woe for all The love my soul... 
