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" CHILDREN. COME to me, 0 ye children ! For I hear you at your play, And the questions that perplexed me Have vanished quite away. "
The Voice of Childhood, Or, The Influence and the Poetry, the Wrongs and the ... - Page 14
by John De Fraine - 1877 - 48 pages
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The Illustrated London Almanack

1868 - 100 pages
...in the blank and helpless despair that follows the death-sleep of an angel little one. Come to me, O ye children, For I hear you at your play, And the...questions that perplexed me Have vanished quite away. For what are all our contri Tinge , And the wisdom of our books, When compared with your caresses And...
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The Church

1864 - 704 pages
...scholar. Well saya the philosopher "across the water " to his little ones at home — " Come to rae, O my children, For I hear you at your play, And the questions that perplexed me Have vanished quite away." But whither are these little pilgrims journeying, of whom the Saviour said, " Of euch are the kingdom...
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The English Presbyterian Messenger

1860 - 1246 pages
...their fruits ye shall know them." CHILDREN. гном LONGFELLOW'S NEW vomits OF posies. COMB to me, O ye children ; For I hear you at your play, And the...quite away. Ye open the Eastern windows, That look toward the sun, Where thoughts are singing swallows, And the brooks of morning run. In your hearts...
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The Ohio Cultivator

S.D. Harris - 1858 - 400 pages
...III-.NUV W. LONGFELLOW. Come to me, O ye children ! For I hear you at your play, And the quest ons that perplexed me Have vanished quite away. Ye open the eastern windows, That look towards the aun, Where thoughts are singing swallows, And the brookit of morning run. In your hearts are the birds...
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The poetical works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. New complete ed., with ...

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1859 - 724 pages
...his voice I listen and yearn ; It is growing late and dark, And my boy does not return !" CHILDREN. COME to me, 0 ye children ! For I hear you at your...Where thoughts are singing swallows And the brooks ol morning run. In your hearts are the birds and the sunshine. In your thoughts the brooklets flow,...
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Aggesden vicarage, or, Bridget Storey's first charge, Volume 1; Volume 373

Bridget Storey (fict. name.) - 1859 - 306 pages
...heard, before the church-clock struck ten Bridget Storey was fast asleep. 17 CHAPTER II. REALITIES. Come to me, 0 ye children ! For I hear you at your...questions that perplexed me Have vanished quite away. Ah ! what would the world be to us, If the children wer& no more ? We should dread the desert behind...
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The Courtship of Miles Standish, and Other Poems

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1859 - 136 pages
...sentinels hear the sound, and say, " That is the wraith Of Victor Galbraith ! " CHILDEEN. COME to me, O ye children ! For I hear you at your play, And the...questions that perplexed me Have vanished quite away. 106 Ye open the eastern windows, That look towards the sun, Where thoughts are singing swallows And...
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A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 pages
...sauntering way along, Whistling the fragment of some village song ! HON. MRS. NORTON. COME to mo, O ye children ! "For I hear you at your play, And the questions that perplex'd mo Have vanish'd quite away. Ye open the eastern windows, That look towards the sun, Where...
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Life-lights of song, ed. by D. Page, Volume 2; Volume 56

Life-lights - 1864 - 344 pages
...for ever closed thy plume ! REV. GEORGE CROLY. — Gems from the Antique. CHILDREN. COME to me', O ye children ! For I hear you at your play, And the questions that perplex'd me Have vanish'd quite away. Ye open the eastern windows, That look towards the sun, Where...
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The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1865 - 388 pages
...sentinels hear the sound, and say, "That is the wraith Of Victor Galhraith!" CHILDREN. COME to me, O ye children ! For I hear you at your play, And the...sun. Where thoughts are singing swallows, And the hrooks of morning run. In your hearts are the hirds and the sunshine, In your thoughts the hrooklet's...
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