 Sir John, where are the English fields, And where are the English trees, And where are the little English flowers That open in the breeze? Be still, be still, my brave sailors! You shall see the fields again, And smell the scent of the opening flowers;...  Sir John Franklin and the Arctic Regions ... - Página 280por Peter Lund Simmonds - 1852 - 396 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 504 páginas
...still, my brave sailors! Tou shall see the fields again, And smell the scent of the opening flowere, The grass, and the waving grain. Oh! when shall I see my orphan child T My Mary waits for me. Oh ! when shall I see my old mother, And pray at her trembling kneef Be still,... | |
 | George Henry Boker - 1852 - 164 páginas
...still, my brave sailors ! You shall see the fields again, And smell the scent of the opening flowers, The grass, and the waving grain. Oh ! when shall I...thoughts again. But a tear froze slowly on his cheek ; Ah ! bitter, bitter grows the cold, The ice grows more and more; More settled stare the wolf and... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1852 - 718 páginas
...still, my brave sailors ! You shall see the fields again, And smell the scent of the opening flowers, The grass, and the waving grain. Oh ! when shall I see my orphan child ' My Mary waits for me. Oh I when shall I see my old mother, And pray at her trembling knee ? Be still, be still, my brave sailors... | |
 | George Henry Boker - 1856 - 464 páginas
...the fields again, And smell the scent of the opening flowers, The grass, and the waving grain. 0 ! when shall I see my orphan child ? My Mary waits for me. 0 ! when shall I see my old mother, And pray at her trembling knee ? Be still, be still, my brave sailors... | |
 | George Henry Boker - 1856 - 472 páginas
...the fields again, And smelj the scent of the opening flowers, The grass, and the waving grain. 0 I when shall I see my orphan child ? My Mary waits for me. 0 ! when shall I see my old mother, And pray at her trembling knee ? Be still, be still, my brave sailors... | |
 | Samuel Mosheim Smucker - 1857 - 530 páginas
...still, my brave sailors 1 You shall see the fields again. And smell the scent of the opening flowem The grass, and the waving grain. Oh ! when shall I see my orphan child ? My Mary waits for me ; Oh I when shall I see my old mother, And pray at her trembling knee ? Be still, be still, my brave sailors... | |
 | Samuel Mosheim Smucker - 1857 - 1074 páginas
...scent of the opening flowers. The grass, and the waving grain. Oh I when shall I see my orphan child t My Mary waits for me ; Oh ! when shall I see my old mother, And pray at her trembling knee t Be still, be still, my brave sailors I Think not such thoughts again I But a tear froze slowly on... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1860 - 450 páginas
...still, my brave sailors ! You shall see the fields again, And smell the scent of the opening flowers. The grass and the waving grain. Oh! when shall I see...froze slowly on his cheek ; He thought of Lady Jane. Ah! bitter, bitter grows the cold, The ice grows more and more ; More settled stare the wolf and bear,... | |
 | Peter Lund Simmonds - 1860 - 336 páginas
...still, my brave sailors I You shall see the fields again, And smell the scent of the opening flowers, The grass, and the waving grain. Oh ! when shall I...froze slowly on his cheek— He thought of Lady Jane. Ah 1 bitter, bitter grows the cold, The ice grows more and more ; More settled stare the wolf and bear.... | |
 | Peter Lund Simmonds - 1860 - 346 páginas
...still, my brave sailors : You shall see the fields again, And smell the scent of the opening flowers» The grass, and the waving grain. Oh ! when shall I...such thoughts again ! But a tear froze slowly on his cheekHe thought of Lady Jane. All ! bitter, bitter grow* the cold. The ice grows more and more ; More... | |
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