 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
 | 1847 - 906 pagine
...BOSOM Am — Lough Shfeliny. COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken dear ? Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here ; Here still is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast And the heart and the hand all thy own to the last ! Oh ! what was love made, for if 'tis not the same... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1849 - 208 pagine
...fall. COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Tho' 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 Thro' joy and thro' torment, thro' glory and shame... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 438 pagine
...stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home to still here; Here still Is the smile th&t no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last Oh! what was lore made for, if 'tis not the same Throngh joy and through torment, through glory and... | |
 | Benjamin Hall Kennedy - 1850 - 364 pagine
...voice of gratitude. GHAT. Melody. 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 the heart and the hand all thy own to the last. Oh, what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 462 pagine
...stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thes, thy home is still here; Here still is tho smilr that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh I what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and through torment, through glory and... | |
 | Victor von Arentsschild - 1851 - 588 pagine
...blufj'n. COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Tho' 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 Ч is not the same Thro' joy and thro' torment, thro' glory and shame?... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1851 - 918 pagine
...COME, EEST 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. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and through torment, through glory and... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1852 - 212 pagine
...fall. COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Tho' 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 Thro' joy and thro' torment, thro' glory and shame... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 522 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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1854 - 184 pagine
...herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here: Here still la the smile that no eloud ean o'ereast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh I what was love made for, if 't is not the same Thro' Joy and thro' torment, thro' glory and shame... | |
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