 Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep...  The Poetic and Dramatic Works of Alfred Lord Tennyson - 128. oldalszerző: Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1898 - 887 oldalTeljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | 1873 - 500 oldal
...unknown in this country, and the workmen had no better tools than hard flint. EDW MADELEINE'S TRUST. I. " Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western...from the dying moon and blow, Blow him again to me." THE soft song came rippling away in tender yearning melody from two rosy lips belonging to a maiden... | |
 | American Academy of Arts and Sciences - 1893 - 482 oldal
...Princess," which derives no interest from narrative, but appeals simply to the ear and the poetic sense : " Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western...to me : While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. " Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon; Rest, rest, on mother's breast,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 204 oldal
...solemn psalms, and silver litanies, The work of Ida, to call down from Heaven A blessing on her labours for the world. Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind...again to me; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon ; Rest, rest, on mother's breast,... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - 1853 - 228 oldal
...that grows precious in burning, — Gave out all its sweets to Love's exquisite flame ! MOORE. SONG. SWEET and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western...again to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon ; Rest, rest, on mother's breast,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 468 oldal
...litanies, The work of Ida, to call down from Heaven A blessing on her labors for the world. A MEDLEY. Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western...to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon ; B«st, rest, on mother's breast,... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - 1853 - 234 oldal
...that grows precious in burning, — Gave out all its sweets to Love's exquisite flame ! MOORE. SONG. SWEET and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western...again to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon ; Rest, rest, on mother's breast,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 316 oldal
...his pipes, Groaning for power, and rolling through the court A long melodious thunder to the sound Of solemn psalms and silver litanies, The work of...to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon ; Best, rest, on mother's breast,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1855 - 164 oldal
...litanies, The work of Ida, to call down from Heaven A blessing on her labors for the world. A MEDLEY. Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western...to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon ; Rest, rest, on mother's breast,... | |
 | Julia Russell McMasters - 1856 - 92 oldal
...in caress, Thou holy Harmlessness ! And watch beside thee till the night grows pale. CRADLE SONG. " Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western...again to me, While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. " Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon ; Best, rest, on mother's breast,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 366 oldal
...his pipes, Groaning for power, and rolling through the court A long melodious thunder to the sound Of solemn psalms and silver litanies, The work of...to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Rest, restj on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon ; Father will come to his babe... | |
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