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" said the grandmother ; " have you not heard, My poor, bad boy ! of the fiery pit, And how, drop by drop, this merciful bird Carries the water that quenches it ? " He brings cool dew in his little bill, And lets it fall on the souls of sin : You can see... "
Transactions of the American Horticultural Society - 185. oldal
szerző: American Horticultural Society - 1883
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American Illustrated Magazine, 37. kötet

1894 - 792 oldal
...beautiful legend familiar to every child. Less widely known is another version : ' ' Have you uot heard of the fiery pit, And how, drop by drop, this merciful bird Carries the water that drenches it? " He brings cool dew in hia little bill. And lets it fall on the souls of sin : You can...

Our Dumb Animals

1889 - 226 oldal
...bough to bough in the apple tree. " Nay," said the grandmother, " have you not heard, My poor, bad boy, of the fiery pit, And how, drop by drop, this merciful...sin; You can see the mark on his red breast still Of fires that scorch as he drops it in. " My poor Bron Ruddyn, my breast-burned bird, Singing so sweetly...

Declamations and Dialogues for the Sunday-School

Joseph Henry Gilmore - 1871 - 278 oldal
...apple-tree. " Nay ! " said the grandmother, " have you not My poor bad boy ! of the fiery pit, [heard, And how, drop by drop, this merciful bird Carries...; You can see the mark on his red breast still Of fires that scorch as he drops it in. My poor Bron rhuddyn ! my breast-burned bird, Singing so sweetly...

The Maritime Monthly, 2. kötet

1873 - 660 oldal
...to bough in the apple tree. "'Nay !" said the grandmother: "have you not heard, My poor, bad boy ! of the fiery pit, And how, drop by drop, this merciful...; You can see the mark on his red breast still Of fires that scorch as he drops it in. •" My poor Bron rhuddyn ! my breast-burned bird, Singing so...

The Complete Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1873 - 420 oldal
...bough in the apple-tree. " Nay ! " said the grandmother ; " have you not heard, My poor, bad boy ! of the fiery pit, And how, drop by drop, this merciful...: You can see the mark on his red breast still Of fires that scorch as he drops it in. " My poor Bron rhuddyn ! my breastburned bird, Singing so sweetly...

The Complete Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1873 - 424 oldal
...bough in the apple-tree. " Nay ! " said the grandmother ; " have you not heard, My poor, bad boy ! of the fiery pit, And how, drop by drop, this merciful...: You can see the mark on his red breast still Of fires that scorch as he drops it in. " My poor Bron rhuddyn ! my breastburned bird, Singing so sweetly...

The Canadian Monthly and National Review, 6. kötet

Graeme Mercer Adam, George Stewart - 1874 - 622 oldal
...bough to bough in the apple tree. Nay ! said the grandmother ; have you not heard My poor, bad boy, of the fiery pit, And how, drop by drop, this merciful...; You can see the mark on his red breast still Of fires that scorch as he drops it in. My poor Bron-rhuddyn ! My breast-burned bird ! Singing so sweetly...

The Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier, 640. kiadás

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1874 - 500 oldal
...poor, had hoy ! of the fiery pit, And how, drop by drop, this merciful " Nay ! " said the grandmother ; bird Carries the water that quenches it ? •' He...: You can see the mark on his red breast still Of fires that scorch as he drops it in. "My poor Bron rhuddyn ! my breasthurned bird. Singing so sweetly...

The casquet of literature, a selection in poetry and prose, ed. with notes ...

Casket - 1874 - 832 oldal
...JVo. of London Society, 1871. "Nay!" said the grandmother; "have JOB not heard, My poor, bad boy ! of the fiery pit, And how, drop by drop, this merciful bird Carries tbe water that quenches it? "He brings cool dew in his little bill, And lets it fall on the souls of...

Hymns and Rhymes for Home and School

Caroline Snowden Guild - 1875 - 172 oldal
...to bough in the apple-tree. " Nay ! " said the grandmother : " have you not heard, My poor, bad boy, of the fiery pit, And how, drop by drop, this merciful...sin. You can see the mark on his red breast still Of fires that scorch as he drops it in. " My ppor Bron-Rhuddyn ! My breast-burned bird ! Singing so sweetly...




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