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" My grandmamma has said — Poor old lady ! she is dead Long ago — That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack... "
The World's Best Poetry ... - หน้า 158
1904
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The Harbinger: A May-gift

Park Benjamin, Oliver Wendell Holmes, John Osborne Sargent - 1833 - 114 หน้า
...But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here, But the old three cornered hat, And the breeches — and all that Are so queer ! And if I should live to be The...

The Yale Literary Magazine, เล่มที่ 2

1836 - 418 หน้า
...But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. " I know it is a sin...hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer !" or this, of a girl's losing her lover : ' Down fell that pretty innocent as falls a snow white lamb,...

American Monthly Knickerbocker, เล่มที่ 7

1836 - 706 หน้า
...ait and grin At him here, But the old three-cornered hat. And the breeches — and all that, Are *o queer! ' And if I should live to be The last leaf...the spring — Let them smile as I do now At the old foneakcn bough, Where I cling.' < LITERARY RECORD. BYBON'S WORKS. — The first volume of DEARBORN'S...

The American Monthly Magazine, เล่มที่ 1;เล่มที่ 7

1836 - 694 หน้า
...But now his nose is thin. And it rests upon his chin Like a stall', And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. " I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here, But the old three cornered hat, And the breeches — and all that, "And if I should live to be The last leaf upon...

The Laurel: a Gift for All Seasons: Being a Collection of Poems

1836 - 268 หน้า
...now his tfose is thin, And it rests upon his- chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his buck; And a melancholy crack In his laugh, I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here, But the old three cornered hat, And the breeches — and all that Are so queer ! And if I should live to be The...

The Book of the Months: A Gift for the Young

1839 - 204 หน้า
...But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff; And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. " I know it is a sin...do now, At the old, forsaken bough Where I cling." The Thanksgiving, that festival peculiar for many years to New England, came round this month. Great...

Burtons' Gentleman's Magazine and American Monthly Review, เล่มที่ 5

1839 - 372 หน้า
...lady ; she is dead Long ago— That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow .' I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here...hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer .' We should like to know the whereabouts of the mysterious Mrs. *••', and why this anonymem laJy's...

Gentleman's Magazine, เล่มที่ 5

William Evans Burton, Edgar Allan Poe - 1839 - 368 หน้า
...she is dead Long ago — That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose III tiit- зiWW.' I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here...three-cornered hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are to guter l We should like to know the whereabouts of the mysterious Mrs. '**•, and why this anonyo...

The Poets of America, เล่มที่ 1

John Keese - 1840 - 304 หน้า
...But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin...if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree „ 'm In the spring — Let them smile as I do now At the old forsaken bough Where I cling. THE BIRTH...

American Melodies: Containing a Single Selection from the Productions of Two ...

1841 - 376 หน้า
...But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin...Let them smile as I do now At the old forsaken bough I THINK OF THEE. BY OBOBeK n. PBBVTICB. I THiXi of thee. when morninir springs From sleep with plumage...




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