 Tis but a step down yonder lane. And the little church stands near — The church where we were wed, Mary ; I see the spire from here. But the grave-yard lies between, Mary, And my step might break your rest, For I've laid you, darling, down to sleep,...  A Golden Treasury of Irish Verse - Page 54edited by - 1925 - 346 pagesFull view - About this book
 | 1858 - 862 pages
...— the corn is green — but the voice that then spoke in affection and hope is silenced for ever. " I'm very lonely now, Mary, For the poor make no new friends ! But, oh ! they lovo the better still The few our Father sends ! And you were all 1 had, Mary, My blossin' and my pride... | |
 | 1840 - 818 pages
...the little church stands near — The church where we were wed, Mary— I see the spire from here; But the grave-yard lies between, Mary, And my step might break your rest ; For I 've laid yon, darling ! down to sleep, With your baby on your breast. 1 *m very lonely now, Mary,... | |
 | 1895 - 844 pages
...rest, Where you, my darling, lie asleep, With your baby on your breast. I am very lonely now, Mary, The poor make no new friends, But oh ! they love the better still The few our Father sends. I bless you for the pleasant word, When your heart was sad and sore, Oh ! I am thankful you are gone,... | |
 | sir Charles Gavan Duffy - 1845 - 262 pages
...lane, And the little church stands near, The church where we were wed, Mary, I see the spire from here. But the grave-yard lies between, Mary, And my step...they love the better still, The few our Father sends 1 And you were all / had, Mary, My blessin* and my pride: Tour's was the good, brave heart, Mary, That... | |
 | 1846 - 302 pages
...And the little church stands near — The church where we were wed, Mary, I see the spire from here ; But the grave-yard lies between, Mary, And my step...now, Mary, For the poor make no new friends ; But, O, they love the better still The few our Father sends ! And you were all I had, Mary — My blessing... | |
 | Seba Smith - 1846 - 216 pages
...the little church stands near — The church where we were wed, Mary — I see the spire from here ; But the grave-yard lies between, Mary, And my step might break your rest ; For I" ve laid you, darling ! down to sleep, With your baby on your breast. 488221 100 LAMENT OF THE IRISH... | |
 | Horatio Hastings Weld - 1847 - 294 pages
...the dearest hopes And clouding with deep gloom life's brightest days. "OUR ELSIE." BY ALICE G. LEE. "The poor make no new friends, But oh, they love the better still The few our Father »endi !" DREAMS are strange things, and it is my opinion that one travels much faster when asleep... | |
 | 1847 - 906 pages
...spire from here. But the graveyard lies between, Mary, And my step would break your rest, For I 've laid you, darling, down to sleep, With your baby on your breast. I 'm very lonely now, Mary, For the poor make no new friends ; Bnt oh ! they love the better far, The... | |
 | Robert Kemp Philp - 580 pages
...lane, And the little church stunds near, The church where we were wed, Mary, I see the spire from here. But the grave-yard lies between, Mary, And my step...laid you, darling ! down to sleep, With your baby oil your breast. I'm very lonely now, Mary, For the ]Kx>r make no new friends, But, oh ! they love... | |
 | Thomas King Greenbank - 1849 - 446 pages
...lane, And the little church stands near, The church where we were wed, Mary, I see the spire from here; But the grave-yard lies between, Mary, And my step might break your rest; For I 've laid you, darling, down to sleep, With your baby on your breast. I'm very lonely now, Mary, For... | |
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