 | 1824 - 436 sider
...shall BREATHE A SIGH forme. My life is like the prints which feet Have left on Terape's desert strand Soon as the rising tide shall beat, All trace will vanish from the sand. Yet, as if grieving to efface All vestige of the human race, On that lone shore loud moane the sea,... | |
 | William Hone - 1868 - 846 sider
...shall breath a sigh for me. My life is like the prints which feet Have left on Tempe's desert strand, Soon as the rising tide shall beat All trace will vanish from the sand. Yet, as if grieving to efface All vestige of the human race, On that lone shore loud moans the sea... | |
 | 1835 - 430 sider
...shall breathe a sigh for me. Mv life is like the prints which feet Have left on Tempe's desert strand, Soon as the rising tide shall beat All trace will vanish from the sand. Yet, as if grieving to efface All vestige of the human race, Cu that lone shore loud moans the seaBut... | |
 | John Keese - 1840 - 302 sider
...breathe a sigh for me ! My life is like the prints, which feet Have left on Tampa's desert strand ; Soon as the rising tide shall beat, All trace will vanish from the sand ; Yet, as if grieving to efface All vestige of the human race, On that lone shore loud moans the sea,... | |
 | John Keese - 1840 - 304 sider
...sigh for me ! STANZAS. 93 My life is like the prints, which feet Have left on Tampa's desert strand ; Soon as the rising tide shall beat, All trace will vanish from the sand ; Yet, as if grieving to efface 41 All vestige of the human race, On that lone shore loud moans the... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 sider
...breathe a sigh for me ! My life is like the prints, which feet Have left on Tampa's desert strand; Soon as the rising tide shall beat, All trace will vanish from the sand ; Yet, as if grieving to ctFafe All vestige of the human race, On that lone shore loud moans the sea,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 136 sider
...bewail the leafless tree, But none shall breathe a sigh for me ! My life is like the prints, which feet Soon as the rising tide shall beat, All trace will vanish from the sand; Yet, as if grieving to efface All vestige of the human race, On that lone shore loud moans the sea,... | |
 | Sir Charles Lyell - 1849 - 414 sider
...concluding stanza: — " My life is like the prints which feet Have left on Tampa's desert strand; Soon as the rising tide shall beat, All trace will vanish from the sand. Yet, as if grieving to efface All vestige of the human race, On that lone shore loud moans the sea,... | |
 | Joseph Cross - 1851 - 366 sider
...breathe a sigh for me 1 " My life is like the prints which feet Have left on Tampa's desert strand ; Soon as the rising tide shall beat, All trace will vanish from the sand ; Yet, as if grieving to efface All vestige of the human race, On that lone shore loud moans the sea,... | |
 | Sir Charles Lyell - 1855 - 412 sider
...concluding stanza: — " My life is like the prints which feet Have left on Tampa's desert strand ; Soon as the rising tide shall beat, All trace will vanish from the sand. Yet, as if grieving to efface All vestige of the human race, On that lone shore loud moans the sea,... | |
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My life is like the prints which feet Have left on Tampa's desert strand; Soon as the rising tide shall beat, All trace will vanish from the sand; Yet, as if grieving to efface All vestige of the human race, On that lone shore loud moans the sea — But... 
