 | 1839 - 764 sider
...! they love the better still, The few our Father sends ! And you were all / had, Mary, My bl^ssin' and my pride; There's nothing left to care for now, Since my poor Mary died. Yours was the good brave heart, Mary, That still kept hoping on, When the trust in God had left my... | |
 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1839 - 850 sider
...! they love the better still, The few our Father sends ! And you were all 7 had, Mary, My blessin' and my pride ; There's nothing left to care for now, Since my poor Mary died. Yours was the good brave heart, Mary, That still kept hoping on, When the trust in God had left my... | |
 | 1846 - 308 sider
...new friends ; But, O, they love the better still The few our Father sends ! And you were all I had, Mary — My blessing and my pride ; There's nothing left to care for now, Since my poor Mary died ! Tour's was the good, brave heart, Mary, That still kept hoping on, When the trust in God had left... | |
 | Seba Smith - 1846 - 216 sider
...sad and sore ; Oh ! I "m thankful you are gone, Mary, Where grief can't reach you more. I'm biddin' you a long farewell, My Mary — kind and true ! But I'll not forget you, darlin', In the land I'm goin' to ; They say there's bread and work for all, And the sun shines always... | |
 | 1847 - 906 sider
...sad and sore—- Oh ! I'm thankful you are gone, Mary, Where grief can't reach you more . Im biddin' you a long farewell, My Mary — kind and true ! But I'll not forget you, darling ! In the land I'm goin' to ; They say there's bread and work for all, And the sun shines always there — But I'll not... | |
 | Ann Jane - 1855 - 1198 sider
...new friends ; But oh ! they love the better still The few our Father sends ! And you were all 1 had, Mary, My blessing and my pride ; There's nothing left to care for now, Since my poor Mary died. Yours was the good brave heart, That still kept hoping on ; When the trust in God had left my soul,... | |
 | Thomas King Greenbank - 1849 - 446 sider
...your breast. I'm very lonely now, Mary, For the poor make no new friends ; And you were all I had, Mary, My blessing and my pride; There's nothing left to care for now. Since my poor Mary died ! Your's was the brave good heart, Mary, That still kept hoping on, When the trust in God had left... | |
 | Robert Kemp Philp - 580 sider
...thankful you are gone, Mary, Where grief can't reach you more ! I'm biddin' you a long farewell, Sly Mary — kind and true ! But I'll not forget you, darling ! In the land I'm goin' to. They say there's bread and work for all, And the sun shines always there, — But I'll not... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 sider
...your heart was sad and sore — Oh ! I'm thankful you are gone, Mary, BEAUTIFUL FOETRY. I'm biddin' you a long farewell, My Mary — kind and true ! But I'll not forget you, darling ! In the land I'm goin' to : — They say there's bread and work for all, And the sun shines always there, — But I'll... | |
 | David Charles Bell - 1856 - 466 sider
...new friends ; But, oh, they love the better far, the few our Father sends ! And you were all I had, Mary, my blessing and my pride ; — There's nothing left to care for. now, since my poor Mary diedl Yours was the brave good heart, Mary, that still kept hoping on, When the trust in God had left... | |
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I'll not forget you, darling, In the land I'm goin' to: They say there's bread and work for all, And the sun shines always there, But I'll not forget old Ireland, Were it fifty times as fair! 
