 ... died ; — Message or wish, may be; — Smooth the folds out and see. Hardly the worst of us Here could have smiled !Only the tremulous Words of a child ; — Prattle, that has for stops Just a few ruddy drops. Look. She is sad to miss, Morning and...  Old-world Idylls, and Other Verses - 161 psl.autoriai: Austin Dobson - 1883 - 245 psl.Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
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...metrical scheme is a bit too crisp for the subject matter, ends with a note of genuine tenderness, "Ah, if beside the dead. Slumbered the pain! Ah, if...hearts that bled Slept with the slain! If the grief died;—But no;— Death will not have it so." It is strange that while he seems to have felt deeply... | |
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...Just a few ruddy drops. Look! She is sad to miss, Morning and night, His - her dead father's - kiss; Tries to be bright, Good to mamma, and sweet; That...with the slain! If the grief died! But no; Death will not have it so. Diogenes Neil Harding McAlister In a rusty, battered dumpster Out behind the City Hall,... | |
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...a few ruddy drops. Look. She is sad to miss, Morning and night, His — her dead father's — kiss; Tries to be bright, Good to mamma, and sweet. That...the slain! If the grief died; — but no. Death will not have it so. ROSE-LEAVES A Kiss Rose kissed me today. Will she kiss me tomorrow? Let it be as it... | |
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