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" s one with ringlets of sunny gold, And eyes, the reflection of heaven's own blue ; He crossed in the twilight, gray and cold, And the pale mist hid him from mortal view. We saw not the angels who met him there ; The gates of the city we could not see... "
Declamations and Dialogues for the Sunday-School - Side 120
af Joseph Henry Gilmore - 1871 - 251 sider
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The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Bind 66–67

740 sider
...crossed in the twilight gray and cold, And the pale mist hid him from mortal view ; We saw not tbe angels who met him there ; The gates of the city we could...the boatman pale Carried another — the household pat ; Her brown curls waved in the gentle galeBarling Minnie ! I see her yet. She crossed on her bosom...
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The Ladies' Cabinet of Fashion, Music & Romance

1867 - 738 sider
...crossed in the twilight gray and cold, And the pale mist hid him from mortal view ; We saw not the angels who met him there ; The gates of the city we could not see : Over the river, over the river, Jfy brother stands waiting to welcome me ! Over the river the boatman pale Carried another — the...
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Annals of the Grand Lodge of Iowa, Bind 17

Freemasons. Grand Lodge of Iowa - 1901 - 788 sider
...crossed in the twilight gray and cold, And the pale mist hid him from mortal view. We saw not the angels who met him there; The gates of the city we could...the river, My brother stands waiting to welcome me." Cablets. *H name, and tile's Brief Date." ' 1 watched a sail until it dropped from sight Over the rounding...
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The Church

1862
...him there-- The gates of the city wo could not see ; Over the river — over the river — My father stands waiting to welcome me. Over the river the boatman...brown curls waved in the gentle gale, — Darling Rhoda, I see her yet ; She cross'd on her bosom her snowy hands, And fearlessly entered the phantom...
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Life Thoughts from Pulpits and from Poets

1871 - 360 sider
...the twilight, gray and cold, And the pale mist hid him from mortal view. We saw not the angels that met him there, The gates of the city we could not...waved in the gentle gale — Darling Minnie ! I see h*-: yet ! She crossed on her bosom her dimpled hands, And fearlessly entered the phantom bark ; We...
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The Illustrated Magazine, Bind 23–24

1867 - 746 sider
...crossed in the twilight gray and cold, And the pile mist hid him from mortal view ; We saw not the angels who met him there ; The gates of the city we could...the boatman pale Carried another — the household net ; Her brown curls waved in the gentle gale — Darling Minnie ! I see her yet. She crossed on her...
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The Free Speaker: A New Collection of Pieces for Declamation, Original as ...

William Bentley Fowle - 1859 - 356 sider
...cold, And the pale mist hid him from mortal view. We saw not angels that met him there, — The gate of the city we could not see ; Over the river, over...gentle gale, — Darling Minnie ! I see her yet ! She closed on her bosom her dimpled hands, And fearlessly entered the phantom bark ; We watched it glide...
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Friends' Weekly Intelligencer, Bind 15

1859 - 852 sider
...cold, And the pale light hid him from mortal view, We saw not the angels that met him there, The gate of the city we could not see;— Over the river, over...the gentle gale — Darling Minnie ! I see her yet I She crossed on her bossom her dimpled hands, And fearlessly entered the phantom hark; We watched...
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The Repository, Bind 3

1860 - 344 sider
...crossed In the twilight gray and cold, And the pale mist hid him from mortal viow, We saw not the angeU who met him there, The gates of the city we could...Over the river, over the river, My brother stands wailing te welcome me. Over the river the boatman pale Carried another, the household pet; Her brown...
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Hymns of the Ages, Second Series: Being Selections from Wither, Crashaw ...

Caroline Snowden Guild - 1860 - 366 sider
...crofled in the twilight, gray and cold, And the pale mift hid him from mortal view. We saw not the angels who met him there ; The gates of the city we could...not see ; Over the river, over the river, My brother {lands waiting to welcome me ! Over the river, the boatman pale 1 Carried another — the household...
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