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" O'er each fair sleeping brow, She had each folded flower in sight — Where are those dreamers now? One midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream, is laid ; The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea,... "
The Poetical Work of Mrs. Felicia Hemans - 111. oldal
szerző: Mrs. Hemans - 1828
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The Spirit of the English Magazines

1830 - 504 oldal
...; The Indian knows his place of rest Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea hath one ; He lies where pearls lie deep ; He was the loved of...bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are dress'd Above the noble slain ; He wrapp'd his colors round his breast, On a blood-red field of Spain....

The New Monthly Magazine, 10. kötet

1825 - 648 oldal
...; The Indian knows his place of rcM, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep ; He was the loved of...bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are dross it Above the noble slain, He wrapt his colours round his breast, On a blood-red field of Spain....

The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal, 10. kötet

1825 - 620 oldal
...The Indian known his place of rest, Fnr in the cedar shade. i The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep ; He was the loved of...bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are dress 'd Above the noble slain, He wrapt his colours round his breast, On a blood-red field of Spain....

The Worcester Magazine and Historical Journal: Containing ..., 1. kötet

William Lincoln, Christopher Columbus Baldwin - 1826 - 906 oldal
...; The Indian knows hia place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep ; He was the loved of...bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are dresi'd Above the noble slain, He wrapt his colors round his breagt, On a blood red field of Spain....

The Boston News-letter, and City Record, 1. kötet

1826 - 438 oldal
...; The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The uea, the blue lone sea, bath one, He lies where pearls lie deep ; He was the loved of...low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines ore dresVd Above the noble slain, He wrapt his colours round his breast, On a blood-red field of Spain....

The Worcester Magazine and Historical Journal, 1. kötet

1826 - 404 oldal
...; The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep ; He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. tine sleeps where southern vines are dresi'd Above the noble slain, He wrapt his colors round his breast,...

The league of the Alps, The siege of Valencia, The vespers of Palermo, and ...

Mrs. Hemans - 1826 - 502 oldal
...rest. Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep — One sleeps where southern vines are drest, Above the noble slain ; He wrapt his colors round his breast, On a blood-red field of Spain. And one — o'er her the myrtle showers Its...

The League of the Alps: The Seige of Valencia, The Vespers of Palermo, and ...

Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1826 - 502 oldal
...rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, bath one, He lies where pearls lie deep — One sleeps where southern vines are drest, Above the noble slain ; He wrapt his colors round his breast, On a blood-red field of Spain. And one — o'er her the myrtle showers Its...

Poems ... Reprinted from the American Octavo Edition, 2. kötet

Mrs. Hemans - 1827 - 360 oldal
...— The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep — He was the loved...where southern vines are drest. Above the noble slain; lie wrapt his colours round his breast. On a blood-red field of Spain. And one — o'er her the myrtle...

Records of Woman, with Other Poems

Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 340 oldal
...cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep; He was the lov'd of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps...round his breast, On a blood-red field of Spain. And one—o'er her the myrtle showers Its leaves, by soft winds fann'd; She faded midst Italian flowers,—...




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