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" s to the girl with a voice sweet and low, The eye all of fire and the bosom of snow, Who erewhile in the days of my youth that are fled, Once slept on my bosom, and... "
Magazin für die Literatur des In- und Auslandes - Side 70
1853
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The Family Magazine, Bind 4

1837 - 490 sider
...all of fire and the bosom of snow, Who erewhile in the days of my youth that are fled, One slept in my bosom, and pillow'd my head ! Would you know where to find such a delicate prize! Go seek in the churchyard, for there she lies. And here's to the friend, the one friend of my youth, With a head...
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Family Magazine: Or Monthly Abstract of General Knowledge..., Bind 4

1837 - 488 sider
...all of fire and the bosom of snow, Who erewhile in the days of my youth that are fled, One slept in my bosom, and pillow'd my head ! Would you know where to find such a delicate prize ? Go aeek in the churchyard, for there she lie§. And here's to the friend, the one friend of my youth,...
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Family Magazine: Or Monthly Abstract of General Knowledge

1837 - 486 sider
...of fire and the bosom of snow, Who erewhilc in the days of my youth that are fled, One slept in iny bosom, and pillow'd my head ! • Would you know where to find such a delicate prize t Go seek in tho churchyard, for there she lies. And here's to the friend, the one friend of my youth,...
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The Poets and Poetry of America: With an Historical Introduction

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 sider
...past. Come ! here 's to the girl with a voice sweet and low, The eye all of fire and the bosom of snow, Who erewhile in the days of my youth that are fled, Once slept on my bosom, and pillow'd my head ! Wouldyouknow whereto find such a delicate prize! Go seek in yon churehyard, for there she lies. And...
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The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 536 sider
...past. Come ! here 's to the girl with a voice sweet and low, The eye all of fire and the bosom of snow, Who erewhile in the days of my youth that are fled,...Go seek in yon churchyard, for there she lies. And here 's to the friend, the one friend of my youth, With a head full of genius, a heart full of truth,...
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The Common School Speaker: A New Collection of Original and Selected Pieces ...

William Bentley Fowle - 1844 - 302 sider
...past. Come ! here's to the girl with a voice sweet and low, The eye all of fire and the bosom of snow, Who erewhile in the days of my youth that are fled, Once slept on my bosom, and pillowed my head ! Would you know where to find such a delicate prize ? Go seek in yon churchyard,...
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Die Vereinigten Staaten von Nordamerika, Bind 2

Friedrich von Raumer - 1845 - 1158 sider
...аЬпжфепЬ von ber franjaren, епдИ[феп unb Ьеис[феп, befommen »erbe. 35a рф Who erewiiile in the days of my youth that are fled Once slept on my bosom, and pillow'd my head! VVould you know where to find such a delicate prize ? Go seek in yon churchyard, for there she lies....
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America and the American People

Friedrich von Raumer - 1846 - 522 sider
...past. Come ! here's to the girl with a voice sweet and low, The eye all of fire and the bosom of snow, Who erewhile in the days of my youth that are fled...Would you know where to find such a delicate prize t Go seek in yon churchyard, for there she lies. And here's to the friend, the one friend of my youth,...
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The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - 690 sider
...erewhile in the days of my youth that are fled, Once slept on my bosom, and pillow'd my head ! Wouldyou know where to find such a delicate prize! Go seek in yon churchyard, for there she lies. And here 's to the friend, the one friend of my youth, With a head full of genius, a heart full of truth,...
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The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1856 - 696 sider
...sweet and low, The eye all of fire and the bosom of snow, Who erewhile in the days of my youth that arc fled, Once slept on my bosom, and pillow'd my head...Go seek in yon churchyard, for there she lies. And here 's to the friend, the one friend of my youth, With a head full of genius, a heart full of truth,...
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