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" A FAREWELL MY fairest child, I have no song to give you; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and grey: Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever; Do noble things, not dream them, all day... "
A First[-fifth] Reader - Side 248
af Jenny H. Stickney, Jenny H. Stickney Lansing - 1889
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The Juvenile missionary herald

Baptist missionary society - 1846 - 986 sider
...awaken their young hearts the greatness and beauty of Frank's one Missionary son, " BELIEVE IN JESUS." A FAREWELL. MY fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and grey ; Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who...
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Townsend's monthly selection of Parisian costumes

644 sider
...A single lady, though advanced in life, Is much more happy than an Ul-match'd wife. PARTING WOliDS. My fairest child, I have no song to give you, No lark could pipe to skies so dull and grey ; Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you, For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who...
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The Train, Bind 5

1858 - 402 sider
...pardoned for quoting one entire poem, on the score of its excellence, as well as brevity:— A FABEWELL. My fairest child, I have no song to give you; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and grey: Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who...
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Andromeda: And Other Poems

Charles Kingsley - 1858 - 188 sider
...the weary haunt for me, All alone on Airly Beacon, With his baby on my knee ! A FAREWELL. i. ~]l TY fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and grey ; Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. ii. Be good, sweet maid, and let...
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The Ohio Cultivator

S.D. Harris - 1858 - 400 sider
...under it.—Atlantic Monthly. PARTING ADMONITION—BY CHAS. KINOSLKY. My fairest cbild, I have no aong to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray ; Tet, ere we part one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will...
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The Book of Children's Hymns and Rhymes. Collected by the Daughter of a ...

Book - 1859 - 334 sider
...warmest praise For this condescending grace, And our hearts with love inflame For Thy birth at Bethlehem. A FAREWELL. MY fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and grey ; Yet ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who...
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Powell's domestic magazine

1860 - 204 sider
...with choice Literary Scraps, selected with a view to amusement and mental and moral profit. — ED*] A FAREWELL. My fairest child, I have no song to give you— No lark could pipe to skies so dull and grey, Yet ere we part one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will...
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Poetry for school and home, from the best authors, ed. by T. Shorter

Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 224 sider
...old London, a kiss for mamma, We're home for the holidays. Now, huzza ! ELIZA COOK. 193. A FAKEWELL. MY fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and grey : Yet ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who...
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Christian verses for the children, selected by the compilers of 'Christian ...

Christian verses - 1862 - 110 sider
...little mite, Every little measure, Helps to spread the light, Helps to swell the treasure. Edmetton. M. MY fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and grey ; Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who...
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Illustrated Dublin Journal, Bind 1,Del 1–37

1862 - 600 sider
...Journal" will inform me of anything which can, in truth, be considered such. INCOG. THE SONG OF LIFE. My fairest child, I have no song to give you, No lark could pipe to skies so dull and grey ; Yet ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who...
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