 | 1868 - 582 psl.
...Fates have thrown us ; "But now by steam we run the race With buttoned heart and pocket ; Our Love's a gilded, surplus grace, — Just like an empty locket....Dear John (the letter ran), it can't, can't be, For Father's gone to Charley Fair with Sam, And Mother's storing Apples, — Prue and Me Up to our Elbows... | |
 | Sir George Grove, David Masson, John Morley, Mowbray Morris - 1868 - 570 psl.
...have thrown us ; " But ПОЛУ by steam we run the race With buttoned heart and pocket ; Our Love's a gilded, surplus grace, — Just like an empty locket. " ' The time is out of joint.' Who May strive to make it better; For me, this warm old window-sill, And this old dusty letter." II. "... | |
 | Henry Austin Dobson - 1873 - 250 psl.
...too, like Tithonus, Could find some God to stretch the gray, Scant life the Fates have thrown us ; ' But now by steam we run our race With buttoned heart...warm old window-sill, And this old dusty letter.' n. ' 'Qzxt John (the letter ran), it can't, can't be, For Father 's gone to Charley Fair with Sam,... | |
 | Austin Dobson - 1883 - 272 psl.
...too, like Tithonus, Could find some God to stretch the gray, Scant life the Fates have thrown us ; " But now by steam we run our race, With buttoned heart...warm old window-sill, And this old dusty letter." n. " Dear John (the letter ran), it can't, can't be, For Father 's gone to Charley Fair with Sam, And... | |
 | Austin Dobson - 1883 - 270 psl.
...too, like Tithonus, Could find some God to stretch the gray, Scant life the Fates have thrown us ; " But now by steam we run our race, With buttoned heart...gilded, surplus grace,— Just like an empty locket I " ' The time is out of joint.' Who will, May strive to make it better ; For me, this warm old window-sill,... | |
 | Austin Dobson - 1884 - 274 psl.
...too, like Tithonus, Could find some God to stretch the gray, Scant life the Fates have thrown us ; , " But now by steam we run our race, With buttoned heart...gilded, surplus grace, — Just like an empty locket 1 " ' The time is out of joint.' Who will, May strive to make it better ; For me, this warm old window-sill,... | |
 | Austin Dobson - 1885 - 270 psl.
...to love in,—live,—for aye, If we too, like Tithonus, Could find some God to stretch the gray, " But now by steam we run our race, With buttoned heart...letter ran), it can't, can't be, For Father 's gone to Chorley Fair with Sam, And Mother 's storing Apples,—Prue and Me Up to our Elbows making Damson Jam:... | |
 | Jeannette Leonard Gilder - 1886 - 752 psl.
...we too like Tithonus, Could find some God to stretch the gray Scant life the Fates have thrown us ; But now by steam we run our race With buttoned heart and pocket ; Our love's a gilded surplus grace, — Just like an empty locket. The time is out of joint. Who will, May... | |
 | Austin Dobson - 1892 - 174 psl.
...folded still ! To read with due composure, I sought the sun-lit window-sill, Above the gray enclosure, " But now by steam we run our race, With buttoned heart...warm old window-sill, And this old dusty letter." n. •" Dear John (the letter ran), it can't, can't be, For Father !s gone to Charley Fair with Sam,... | |
 | Austin Dobson - 1892 - 178 psl.
...like Tithonus, Could find some God to stretch the gray, Scant life the Fates Ъavе thrown us ; к " But now by steam we run our race, With buttoned heart...warm old window-sill, And this old dusty letter." п. *' Dear УОhn (the letter ran), it can't, can't be, For Father 's gone to Chorley Fair with Sam,... | |
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A place to love in, — live, — for aye, If we too, like Tithonus, Could find some God to stretch the gray, Scant life the Fates have thrown us ; " But now by steam we run our race, With buttoned heart and pocket ; Our Love 'sa gilded, surplus grace,... 
