 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 oldal
...Shall the cool wind kiss the heat. All too soon these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work be...not in Quick and treacherous sands of sin. Ah! that thon couldst know thy joy, Ere it passes, barefoot boy! /A' SCHOOL-DA YS. STILL sits the school-house... | |
 | 1897 - 404 oldal
...noisy choir, Lit the fly his lamp of fire. I was monarch: pomp and joy Waited on the barefoot boy! Lose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work be...couldst know thy joy, Ere it passes, barefoot boy! The Vanishers. Sweetest of all childlike dreams In the simple Indian lore Still to me the legend seems... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1861 - 340 oldal
...barefoot boy ! Prince thou art — the grown-up man Only is republican. Let 'the million-dollared ride ! Barefoot, trudging at his side, Thou hast more than...joy, Ere it passes, barefoot boy ! FLOWERS IN WINTER. FAIXTED UPON A POKTE LIVKE. How strange to greet, this frosty morn, In graceful counterfeit of flowers,... | |
 | John Williamson Palmer - 1861 - 540 oldal
...hide In the prison-cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work be shod, 889 Made to tread the mills of toil, Up and down in ceaseless...couldst know thy joy, Ere it passes, barefoot boy ! JOHN GREKNLEAF WHITTIER. FLORENCE VANE. I LOVED thee long and dearly, Florence Vane ; My life's bright... | |
 | 1861 - 316 oldal
...the cool wind kiss the heat : All too soon these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work be shod. Happy if their track be found Never on forbidden ground; Happy if they sink not in Quick and treacherous... | |
 | 1861 - 320 oldal
...the cool wind kiss the heat : All too soon these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work be shod. . Happy if their track be found Never on forbidden ground ; Happy if they sink not in Quick and treacherous... | |
 | Elizabeth A. Thurston - 1866 - 320 oldal
...fringed with gold, Looped in many a wind-swung fold; While for music came the play Of the pied frog's orchestra; And, to light the noisy choir, Lit the...couldst know thy joy, Ere it passes, barefoot boy ! JG Whittier. HARRY'S LETTER DEAR BILL : TTERE I am in Lincolnshire. Now I'll tell you what I want.... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 276 oldal
...orchestra? choir? monarch? pomp? Fifth Stanza. What is the " new-mown sward" ? Explain the two lines, Happy if they sink not in Quick and treacherous sands of sin." Give the meaning of baptisms, moil, quick, treacherous. XIV.— THE DAISY'S FIRST WINTER. HARRIET B.... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1868 - 430 oldal
...barefoot boy ! Prince thou art — the grown-up man Only is republican. Let the million-dollared ride ! Barefoot, trudging at his side, Thou hast more than...couldst know thy joy. Ere it passes, barefoot boy I FLOWERS IN WINTER. PAINTED UPON A. PORTE LIVBB. How strange to greet, this frosty morn, In graceful... | |
 | 1853 - 322 oldal
...the cool wind kiss the heat : All too soon those feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work be shod, Made to tread Ihe mills of toil Up and down in ceaseless moil — Happy if their track be found Never on forhidden... | |
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Live and laugh, as boyhood can! Though the flinty slopes be hard, Stubble-speared the new-mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptisms of the dew ; Every evening from thy feet Shall the cool wind kiss the heat : All too soon these feet... 
