 Trembling, I listened: the summer sun Had the chill of snow ; For I knew she was telling the bees of one Gone on the journey we all must go ! Then I said to myself, " My Mary weeps For the dead to-day : Haply her blind old grandsire sleeps The fret and...  The Complete Poetical Works of Whittier - Página 58por John Greenleaf Whittier - 1894 - 542 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | 1916 - 374 páginas
...said to myself : " My Mary weeps For the dead today; Haply her blind old erandsire sleeps The fret and pain of his age away." But her dog whined low; on...still Sung to the bees stealing out and in. And the sonc she was singing ever since In my ear sounds on : " Stay at home, pretty bees, fly not hence, Mistress... | |
 | 1861 - 588 páginas
...Then I said, "My Mary weepl For the dead to-day : Haply her blind old grandsire sleeps The fret anil the pain of his age away." But her dog whined low ; on the doorway sill, Willi his cane to his cldn, The old man sat ; and the chore-girl still Sung to the bees stealing out... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 páginas
...fret and the pain of his age away.' * Chare, American form of the word cfutr, work done by the day. But her dog whined low ; on the doorway sill, With...his chin The old man sat ; and the chore-girl still Sang to the bees stealing out and in. And the song she was singing ever since In my ear sounds on :—... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1867 - 432 páginas
...Then I said to myself, " My Mary weeps For the dead to-day : Haply her blind old grandsire sleeps The fret and the pain of his age away." But her dog whined...on : — " Stay at home, pretty bees, fly not hence ! THE SYCAMOEES. IN tbe outskirts of the village, On the river's winding shores, Stand the Occidental... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1868 - 430 páginas
...Then I said to myself, " My Mary weeps For the dead to day : Haply her blind old grandsire sleeps The fret and the pain of his age away." But her dog whined...song she was singing ever since In my ear sounds on : — 44 Stay at home, pretty bees, fly not hence ! THE SYCAMORES. IN the outskirts of the villagef... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1870 - 106 páginas
...Then I said to myself, " My Mary weeps For the dead to-day : Haply her blind old grandsire sleeps The fret and the pain of his age away." But her dog whined...on : — " Stay at home, pretty bees, fly not hence ! Mistress Mary is dead and gone ! " MY PLAYMATE. nr^HE pines were dark on Ramoth hill, Their song... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1870 - 92 páginas
...Then I said to myself, " My Mary weeps For the dead to-day : Haply her blind old grandsire sleeps The fret and the pain of his age away." But her dog whined...his chin, The old man sat ; and the chore-girl still Sunc; to the bees stealing out and in. And the song she was singing ever since In my ear sounds on... | |
 | American poems, William Michael Rossetti - 1873 - 556 páginas
...Then I said to myself, " My Mary weeps For the dead to-day: Haply her blind old grandsire sleeps The fret and the pain of his age away." But her dog whined...on : — " Stay at home, pretty bees, fly not hence ! Mistress Mary is dead and gone !" THE GIFT OF TRITEMIUS. TRITEMIUS of Herbipolis, one day, While... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1873 - 424 páginas
...Then I said to myself, "My Mary weeps For the dead to-day : Haply her Wind old grandsire sleeps The fret and the pain of his age away. " But her dog whined...on : — " Stay at home, pretty bees, fly not hence ! Mistress Mary is dead and gone ! " THE SYCAMORES. IN the outskirts of the village, On fhe river's... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1873 - 420 páginas
...one Gone on the journey we all must go ! 226 THE SYCAMORES. Haply her blind old grandsire sleeps The fret and the pain of his age away. " But her dog whined...And the song she was singing ever since In my ear sotmds on : — ' ' Stay at home, pretty bees, fly not hence ! Mistress Mary is dead and gone ! " THE... | |
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