 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1837 - 416 páginas
...cedar shade. The Sea, the lone blue sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep; He was the lov'd of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are drest, Above the noble slain ; He wrapt his colors round his breast, On a blood-red field of Spain.... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1837 - 492 páginas
...stream is laid — The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The Sea, the lone blue sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep ; He was the lov'd of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are drest, Above... | |
 | Samuel Willard - 1839 - 194 páginas
...those dreamers now ? One 'mid the forests of the West, By a dark stream is laid. The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the...loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. And one, o'er her the myrtle showers Its leaves, by soft winds fanned ; And parted thus, they rest,... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1839 - 346 páginas
...dreamers now ? One, 'midst the forest of the west, By a dark stream is laid — The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the...loved of all, yet none . 'O'er his low bed may weep. He wrapt his colours round his breast On a blood-red field of Spain. And one — o'er her the myrtle... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1839 - 452 páginas
...stream is laid — The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar-shade. The sea, the lone blue sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep; He was...bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are drest, Above the noble slain; He wrapt his colors round his breast, On a blood-red field of Spain.... | |
 | M. S. - 1839 - 194 páginas
...dreamers now ? One, 'midst the forests of the west By a dark stream is laid ; The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the...hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep ; He was the lov'd of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are dress'd Above... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1840 - 350 páginas
...dreamers now? One, 'midst the forest of the west, By a dark stream is laid — The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the...bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are drest, Above the noble slain ; He wrapt his colours round his breast On a blood-red field of Spain.... | |
 | 1840 - 294 páginas
...those dreamers now? One 'midst the forests of the west By a dark stream is laid; The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the...bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are dress'd Above the noble slain, He wrapp'd his colours round his breast, On a blood-red field of Spain.... | |
 | 1840 - 844 páginas
...dreamers now ? One, 'midst the forest of the west, By a dark stream is laid — The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the...bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are drest, Above the noble slain : He wrapt his colours round his breast On a blood-red field of Spain.... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Hemans - 1840 - 342 páginas
...dreamers now ? One, 'midst the forest of the west, By a dark stream is laid — The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the...loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. He wrapt his colours round his breast On a blood-red field of Spain. And one — o'er her the myrtle... | |
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The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep : He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. 
