 | Helen C. Garland - 1883 - 140 páginas
...bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy mine eyes. What is there my wild heart can prize That doth...sphere abide, Haunt of my home-bred sympathies, My own—my own fireside ! 2 A gentle form is near me now, A babe, whose beauty's half divine. In sleep... | |
 | Alaric Alfred Watts - 1884 - 368 páginas
...bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy mine eyes. What is there my wild heart can prize, That...gentle form is near me now ; A small, white hand is clasped in mine ; I gaze upon her placid brow, And ask, what joys can equal thine ? A babe, whose beauty's... | |
 | Improved illustrated reader - 1885 - 200 páginas
...bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy mine eyes. What is there my wild heart can prize That doth...home-bred sympathies, My own — my own fireside. 3. A gentle form is near me now, A small white hand is clasp'd in mine ; I gaze upon her placid brow,... | |
 | James Henry Potts - 1889 - 806 páginas
..."My own fireside ! Those simple words Can bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy my eyes. What is...gentle form is near me now; A small white hand is clasped in mine : I gaze upon her placid brow, And ask, what joys can equal thine: A babe, whose beauty's... | |
 | Mrs. Grace Townsend - 1890 - 640 páginas
...tendercst chords, And fill with tears of joy mine eyes. What is there my wild heart can prize, That does not in thy sphere abide; Haunt of my home-bred sympathies,...gentle form is near me now; A small white hand is clasped in mine; I gaze upon her placid brow, And ask, what joys can equal thine? A babe, whose beauty's... | |
 | Grace Townsend - 1891 - 570 páginas
...tendercst chords, And fill with tears of joy mine eyes. What is there my wild heart can prize, That does not in thy sphere abide; Haunt of my home-bred sympathies,...gentle form is near me now ; A small white hand is clasped in mine; I gaze upon her placid brow, And ask, what joys can equal thine? A babe, whose beauty's... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1896 - 680 páginas
...bid the sweetest dreams arise 1 Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy mine eyes ! What is there my wild heart can prize, That doth not in thy sphere abide, 1 1. uint of my home-bred sympathies, My own — my own Fireside ! A gentle form is near me now ; A... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1897 - 666 páginas
...bid the sweetest dreams arise ! Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy mine eyes ! What is there my wild heart can prize, That...gentle form is near me now ; A small white hand is clasped in mine; I gaze upon her placid brow, And ask what joys can equal thine ! A babe whose beauty's... | |
 | Margaret Elizabeth Sangster - 1897 - 470 páginas
...Can bid the sweetest dreams arise; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy mine eyes. What is there my wild heart can prize, That...thy sphere abide. Haunt of my home-bred sympathies, A gentle form is near me now; A small white hand is clasped in mine: I gaze upon her placid brow, And... | |
 | Motilal M. Munshi - 1904 - 636 páginas
...My own Fire-side ! These simple words Can bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy my eyes ! What...gentle form is near me now ; A small white hand is clasped in mine ; I ga/e upon her placid brow, And ask what joys can equal thine ! A babe, whose beauty's... | |
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And fill with tears of joy my eyes. What is there my wild heart can prize, That doth not in thy sphere abide ; Haunt of my home-bred sympathies, My own — my own fireside. 
