 Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here; Here still is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh! what was love made for, if 'tis not the...  The Living Age - Pagina 6441907Visualizzazione completa - Informazioni su questo libro
 | Charles Welsh - 1907 - 650 pagine
...COME REST IN THIS BOSOM COME rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer ; Though the herd have flown from thee, thy home is still here ; Here still is...o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. O what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and through torment, through glory and shame... | |
 | Dora Sigerson Shorter - 1907 - 346 pagine
...air, how well she knew them : " Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer. Though the herd has fled from thee, thy home is still here; Here still is the smile that no cloud could o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thine own to the last ! " Impulsively and full of some foolish... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1908 - 316 pagine
...sentiment ever embodied in words: Come, rest In this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here; Here still...o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh ! what was love made for, if 't is not the same Through joy and through torment, through glory and... | |
 | Wehman Bros - 1909 - 132 pagine
...place. COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken dear! Tho' the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here; Here still is the smile that no cloud can o'ercast. Oil ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and through torments, through glory... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1909 - 392 pagine
...sentiment ever embodied in words : Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here; Here still is the smile tbat no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh ! what was love made... | |
 | 1910 - 516 pagine
...sentiment ever embodied in words : — Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here ; Here still...o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and through torment, through glory and... | |
 | 1910 - 485 pagine
...sentiment ever embodied in words: — "Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here; Here still is the smile than no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. "Oh! what was love made... | |
 | Rosa Nouchette Carey - 1914 - 486 pagine
...Eleanor Vivian.' CHAPTER XLIL ' Com* rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer : Though the herd hare fled from thee, thy home is still here . Here still...no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thine own to the last.' — Moort. JUNE scents are in the air, the fragrance of the garden sweets,... | |
 | Michael Joseph O'Brien - 1921 - 364 pagine
...old love song of Thomas Moore's: Come rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here; Here still...no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thine own to the last. Oh, what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and through torment,... | |
 | M. M. Banaji - 1922 - 536 pagine
...father by saying : — " Come, rest on this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have forsaken thee thy home is still here ; Here still is the smile that no cloud could overcast. And a heart and a hand all thine own to the last. Thou hast called me thy angel in... | |
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