 | John Ross - 1878 - 816 páginas
...croon ? The simmer leaves hung ower our head, The flowers burst round our feet, And in the gloamin o' the wood : The throssil whusslit sweet. The throssil...silentness o' joy, till baith Wi' very gladness grat. Ay, ay, dear Jeanie Morrison, Tears trinkled doun your cheek, Like dew-beads on a rose, yet nane Had... | |
 | John Ross - 1878 - 786 páginas
...croon ? The simmer leaves hung ower our head, The flowers burst round our feet, And in the gloamin o' the wood : The throssil whusslit sweet. The throssil...silentness o' joy, till baith Wi' very gladness grat. Ay, ay, dear Jeanie Morrison, Tears trinkled doun your cheek, Like dew-beads on a rose, yet nane Had... | |
 | 1878 - 460 páginas
...the gloamin' o' the wud, The throssil whusslit sweet. The throssil whusslit in the wud. The burn sung to the trees, And we with Nature's heart in tune,...knowe abune the burn, For hours thegither sat In the silentiiess o' joy, till baith Wi' very gladness grat ! Aye, aye, dear Jeanie Morrison, Tears trinkled... | |
 | Charles Anderson Dana - 1878 - 882 páginas
...croon ? The simmer leaves hung ower our heads, The flowers burst round our feet, And in the gloamin o' the wood The throssil whusslit sweet ; The throssil whusslit in the wood, The biirn sang to the trees — And we, with nature's heart in tutíe, Concerted harmonies ; And on the... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 648 páginas
...feet, And in the gloamin' i' the wud The throstle whusslit sweet. The throstle whusslit i' the wud, The burn sang to the trees, And we with Nature's heart...knowe abune the burn, For hours thegither sat In the silentest o' joy, till baith Wi' very gladness grat ! Aye, aye, dear Jeanie Morrison, Tears trinkled... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 650 páginas
...feet, And in the gloamin' i' the wud The throstle whusslit sweet. The throstle whusslit i' the wud, The burn sang to the trees, And we with Nature's heart...knowe abune the burn, For hours thegither sat In the silentest o' joy, till baith Wi' very gladness grat ! Aye, aye, dear Jeanie Morrison, Tears trinkled... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1880 - 582 páginas
...sweet. The throssil whusslit in the wud, The burn sung to the trees, And we, with Nature's heart m time, Concerted harmonies ; And on the knowe abune the burn...silentness o' joy, till baith Wi' very gladness grat. O dear, dear Jeanie Morrison, Since we were sindered young, I've never seen your face, nor heard The... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 páginas
...round our feet, And in the gloamin' o' the wood The throssil whistled sweet. The throssil whistled in the wood, The burn sang to the trees, And we with...heart in tune Concerted harmonies ; And on the knowe aboon the burn For hours thegither sat, In the silentness o' joy, till baith Wi' very gladness grat... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 páginas
...croon ? The simmer leaves hung ower our heads, Tlie flowers burst round our feet, And in the gloamin' n he who his whole age outwears Upon the most sung to tin- trees, — And we, with nature's heurt in tune, Concerted harmonies ; And on the knowe... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1881 - 704 páginas
...croon ? The simmer leaves hung ower our heads, The flowers burst round our feet, And in the gloamin' o' the wood, The throssil whusslit sweet ; The throssil...harmonies; And on the knowe abune the burn, For hours thegithcr sat In the silentness o' joy, till baith Wi' very gladness grat. Aye, aye, dear Jeanie Morrison,... | |
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The burn sang to the trees. And we with Nature's heart in tune. Concerted harmonies; And on the knowe abune the burn, For hours thegither sat In the silentness o' joy, till baith Wi 
