 | Emily Taylor - 1839 - 304 sayfa
...speak of the better land; Thou call'st its children a happy band; Mother ! oh, where is that radiant shore ?— Shall we not seek it, and weep no more...myrtle boughs ? " —" Not there, not there, my child!" " Is it where the feathery palm-trees rise, And the date grows ripe under sunny skies ?— Or 'midst... | |
 | M. S. - 1839 - 194 sayfa
...speak of the better land ; Thou calls't its children a happy band ; Mother ! Oh where is that radiant shore ? Shall we not seek it and weep no more ? Is...the myrtle boughs ? " Not there, not there, my child ! " Is it where the feathering palm-trees rise, And the date grows ripe under sunny skies, Or 'midst... | |
 | Emily Taylor - 1839 - 306 sayfa
...speak of the better land; Thou call'st its children a happy band; Mother ! oh, where is that radiant shore ?— Shall we not seek it, and weep no more...myrtle boughs ? " —" Not there, not there, my child!" " Is it where the feathery palm-trees rise, And the date grows ripe under sunny skies ?— Or 'midst... | |
 | Priscilla Maden Watts - 1839 - 286 sayfa
...speak of the better land, Thou callest its children a happy band ; Mother ! oh, where is that radiant shore ? — Shall we not seek it, and weep no more...the flower of the orange blows ? And the fire-flies glance through the myrtleboughs ? " — " Not there, not there, my child ! " 214 THE BETTER LAND. "... | |
 | David Holt - 1839 - 304 sayfa
...speak of the better land, Thou call'st its children a happy band : Mother, oh where is that radiant shore, Shall we not seek it, and weep no more? Is it where the flower of the orange blows, And the fire flies dance through the myrtle boughs ? " Not there, not there, my child." Is it where the feathery... | |
 | 1841 - 986 sayfa
...Thou callest its children a happy band ; Mother, oh where is that radiant shore 1 Shall we not see it, and weep no more? Is it where the flower of the orange blows ; And the fire-flics glance through the myrtle-boughs t" — " Not there, not there, my child ! " " Is it where... | |
 | Christian - 1840 - 318 sayfa
...speak of the better land, Thou call'st its children a happy band ; Mother, oh ! where is that radiant shore ? Shall we not seek it, and weep no more ? Is...the myrtle boughs? Not there, not there, my child. Is it where the feathery palm-trees rise, And the date grows ripe under sunny skies, Or 'midst the... | |
 | Christian - 1840 - 312 sayfa
...speak of the better land, Thou call'st its children a happy band ; Mother, oh ! where is that radiant shore ? Shall we not seek it, and weep no more ? Is...the myrtle boughs? Not there, not there, my child. Is it where the feathery palm-trees rise, And the date grows ripe under sunny skies, Or 'midst the... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1840 - 618 sayfa
...speak of the better land, Thou call'st its children a happy band ; Mother ! oh, where is that radiant shore ? Shall we not seek it, and weep no more ? Is...the flower of the orange blows, And the fire-flies glance through the myrtle boughs?' — "Not there, not there, my child!" Or 'midst the green islands... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1840 - 360 sayfa
...speak of the better land, Thou call'st its children a happy band ; Mother ! oh, where is that radiant shore ? Shall we not seek it, and weep no more ? Is...the flower of the orange blows, And the fire-flies glance through the myrtle boughs?" — "Not there, not there, my child!" Or 'midst the green islands... | |
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Not there, not there, my child!" " Is it where the feathery palm-trees rise, And the date grows ripe under sunny skies ?— Or 'midst the green islands of glittering seas, Where fragrant forests perfume the breeze, And strange bright birds, on their starry... 
