 | John Epy Lovell - 1846 - 540 oldal
...weave for our hero a requiem of fire ! 42. WE ARE SEVEN. WordsWOTth. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life...old, she said : Her hair was thick with many a curl She had a rustic woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair, and very fair, — Her... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1846 - 234 oldal
...FAULTS or PRONUNCIATION. — 5e(,for sit; man-y, for ma-ny; fper-its, for spir-it*. WE ARE SEVEN. 1. I MET a little cottage girl ; She was eight years...thick with many a curl, That clustered round her head. 2. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; , Her eyes were fair, and very fair ;... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1846 - 174 oldal
...This," said he, " is the noblest revenge I could ta1 =>, — returning good for evil." LESSON XXII. \ We are Seven. — ^ A SIMPLE child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, X What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage girl ; She was eight years old, she said; Her... | |
 | Garland - 1847 - 104 oldal
...courts rejoice to fill, And deem them Holy Ground." " WE ARE SEVEN." A SIMPLE child, dear brother Jem, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life...she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, . And she was \vildly clad : Her eyes were... | |
 | Scottish school-book assoc - 1847 - 152 oldal
...ere they flee, Youth's dew, and its fair blossoming, Be given, my God, to Thee. X- — We are Seven. I met a little cottage girl, She was eight years old,...said ; Her hair was thick ' with many a curl, That cluster^ round her head. * Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many ' may you be ?* " How many ?... | |
 | 1847 - 500 oldal
...moves and has its being in eternity. It knows nothing of the beginning of life, or of its ending. " A simple child That lightly draws its breath, And. feels its life in every limb, What can it know of death ? " " Over it immortality broods like the day." But, above all, how absolute and... | |
 | 1848 - 154 oldal
...every chance and change, the same for evermore. ANONYMOUS. THE AFFECTIONATE LITTLE GIRL. " A little child That lightly draws its breath And feels its...life in every limb— What should it know of death?" WORDSWORTH. AT Smyrna, the burial-ground of the Armenian, like that of the Moslem, is removed a short... | |
 | Tales - 1849 - 300 oldal
...knowest not thy future range j Life is a motley shifting show, And thou a tiling of hope and change ! WE ARE SEVEN. A simple child That lightly draws its...had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad : Iler eyes wtre fair, and very fair ; Her beauty made me gliul. "Sisters and brothers, little maid,... | |
 | Frederic Charles Cook - 1851 - 118 oldal
...trips along, And never looks behind ; And sings a soHtary song That whistles in the wind. WOHDSWOBTH. WE ARE SEVEN. A simple child, That lightly draws its...was thick with many a curl That clustered round her Load. She tad a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad : Her eyes were fair, and very fair ;... | |
 | 1851 - 608 oldal
...than to admit the notion of death as a state applicable to my own being. I have said elsewhere — A simple child That lightly draws its breath, And...its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? But it was not so much from the source of animal vivacity that my difficulty came, as from a sense... | |
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I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. 
