 | 1865 - 838 หน้า
...sonne's wife, Elizabeth." f " Oh, come in life, or come in death ! Oh, lost, my love, Elizabeth ! " " And didst thou visit him no more ? Thou didst, thou didst...pretty bairns in fast embrace, The lifted sun shone on^hy face, Downe drifted to thy dwelling-place." " A Dead Year " and " Kequiescat in Pace" are the... | |
 | 1862 - 1006 หน้า
...he moaned beneath his breath, ' O come in life, or come in death ! O lost ! my love, Elizabeth.' And didst thou visit him no more? Thou didst, thou didst, my daughter dcare . The waters laid thcc at his doore, Ere yet the early dawn was clear. Thy pretty bairns in fast... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - 1863 - 344 หน้า
...he moaned beneath his breath, ' O come in life, or come in death ! O lost ! my love, Elizabeth.' And didst thou visit him no more ? Thou didst, thou didst...out the flocks to sea ; A fatal ebbe and flow, alas ! To manye more than myne and me : But each will mourn his own (she saith). And sweeter woman ne'er... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - 1863 - 554 หน้า
...beneath his breath, " O come in life, or come in death ! 0 lost ! my love, Elizabeth." And didst thcm visit him no more? Thou didst, thou didst, my daughter...thee at his doore, Ere yet the early dawn was clear. The pretty bairns in fast embrace, The lifted sun shone on thy face, Downe drifted to thy dwelling-place.... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - 1863 - 274 หน้า
...he moaned beneath his breath, ' O come in life, or come in death ! O lost ! my love, Elizabeth.' And didst thou visit him no more ? Thou didst, thou didst,...daughter deare ; The waters laid thee at his doore, That flow strewed wrecks about the grass, That ebbe swept out the flocks to sea ; A fatal ebbe and... | |
 | David Gray - 1864 - 282 หน้า
...moaned beneath his breath, " 0 come in life, or come" in death ! O lost ! my love, Elizabeth." And didst thou visit him no more ? Thou didst, thou didst...out the flocks to sea ; A fatal ebbe and flow, alas ! To manye more than myne and me : But each will mourn his own (she saith). And sweeter woman ne'er... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - 1864 - 36 หน้า
...he moaned beneath his breath, " O come in life, or come in death ! O lost ! my love, Elizabeth." And didst thou visit him no more ? Thou didst, thou didst...the flocks to sea ; ' A fatal ebbe and flow, alas ! To manye more than myne and me : But each will mourn his own (she saith). And sweeter woman ne'er... | |
 | 1864 - 594 หน้า
...overtook her. Every reader will appreciate the mournful yet reconciling music of the extract : — " That flow strewed wrecks about the grass, That ebbe...out the flocks to sea ; A fatal ebbe and flow, alas ! To manye more than myne and me : But each will mourn his own (she saith). And sweeter woman ne'er... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1865 - 562 หน้า
...he moaned beneath his breath, " O come in life, or come in death ! O lost ! my love, Elizabeth." And didst thou visit him no more ? Thou didst, thou didst,...out the flocks to sea ; A fatal ebbe and flow, alas ! To manye more than myne and me : And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Than my sonne's wife, Elizabeth.... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - 1866 - 274 หน้า
...he moaned beneath his breath, " 0 come in life, or come in death ! 0 lost ! my love, Elizabeth." And didst thou visit him no more ? Thou didst, thou didst...out the flocks to sea ; A fatal ebbe and flow, alas ! To manye more than myne and me : But each will mourn his own (she saith). And sweeter woman ne'er... | |
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And didst thou visit him no more? Thou didst, thou didst, my daughter deare ; The waters laid thee at his doore, Ere yet the early dawn was clear. Thy pretty bairns in fast embrace, The lifted sun shone on thy face, Downe drifted to thy dwelling-place. 
