 | Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1827 - 112 sayfa
...token! It were so sweet, amid death's gathering gloom, To see thee, Absalom! ' And now farewell! 't is hard to give thee up, With death so like a gentle slumber on thee. And thy dark sin—oh ! I could drink the cup, If from this woe its bitterness had won thee— May God have called... | |
 | Montgomery Robert Bartlett - 1828 - 426 sayfa
...tresses to the soft winds flung; But thou no more with thy sweet voice shall come To meet me, Absalom! 5. And now farewell! 'tis hard to give thee up, With...death so like a gentle slumber on thee, And thy dark sin—oh! I would drink the cup, If from this wo, its bitterness had spar'd thee;— May God have call'd... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1828 - 320 sayfa
...death's gathering gloom, To see thee, Absalom! Yearn for thine ear to drink its last deep token! " And now, farewell! 'Tis hard to give thee up, With...so like a gentle slumber on thee :— And thy dark sin!—Oh! I could drink the cup, If from this wo its bitterness had won thee. May God have called... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1829 - 290 sayfa
...drink its last deep token ! It were so sweet, amid death's gathering gloom, To see thee, Absalom ! " And now, farewell ! 'Tis hard to give thee up, With...sin ! — Oh ! I could drink the cup, If from this wo its bitterness had won thee. May God have called thee, like a wanderer, home, My erring Absalom... | |
 | 1829 - 436 sayfa
...to catch its dying token ! It were so sweet, amid death's gathering gloom, To see thee, Absalom ! ' And now farewell ! 'tis hard to give thee up, With...dark sin — oh ! I could drink the cup, If from this wo its bitterness had won thee — May God have call'd thee like a wanderer home, My erring Absalom... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1830 - 334 sayfa
...It were so sweet, amid death's gathering gloom, To see thee, Absalom ! ' And now, farewell ! 'T is hard to give thee up, With death so like a gentle...sin ! — Oh ! I could drink the cup, If from this wo its bitterness had won thee. May God have called thee, like a wanderer, home, My erring Absalom... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1831 - 356 sayfa
...token! It were so sweet, amid death's gathering gloom, To see thee, Absalom! ' And now, farewell! 'T is hard to give thee up, With death so like a gentle...dark sin! — Oh! I could drink the cup, If from this wo its bitterness had won thee. May God have called thee, like a wanderer, home, My erring Absalom!... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1831 - 356 sayfa
...token! It were so sweet, amid death's gathering gloom, To see thee, Absalom! 'And now, farewell! 'T is hard to give thee up, With death so like a gentle slumber on thee:— And thy dark sin!—Oh! I could drink the cup, If from this wo its bitterness had won thee. May God have called... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1831 - 294 sayfa
...gentle slumber on thee : — And thy dark sin ! — Oh ! I could drink the cup, '' If from this wo its bitterness had won thee. May God have called thee, like a wanderer, hone, My erring Absalom !" He covered up his face, and bowed himself A moment on his child : then,... | |
 | James Hedderwick - 1833 - 232 sayfa
...to drink its last deep token ! It were so sweet, amid death's gathering gloom, To see thee, Absalom! And now farewell ! — 'tis hard to give thee up,...dark sin! — Oh, I could drink the cup, If from this wo its bitterness had won thee ! — May God have call'd thee like a wanderer home, My erring Absalom... | |
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Tis hard to give thee up, With death so like a gentle slumber on thee ; And thy dark sin — oh ! I could drink the cup If from this woe its bitterness had won thee. May God have called thee, like a wanderer, home, My lost boy, Absalom... 
