 Ye were mine, flesh and soul ; mine, oh ! my children, A portion of myself is torn away ; The breath of life seems stifled in our parting, And death-like darkness clouds my lonely day ! A chill sick shudder thrills my yearning bosom, Where never more...  Stuart of Dunleath: A Story of the Present Time - Page 119by Caroline Sheridan Norton - 1851 - 129 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Caroline Elizabeth S. Norton (hon. mrs. George.) - 1851 - 990 pages
...to enter I Eleanor lamented her children in verse, when she ceased to lament them with tears. Ah I believe that she lamented still ! • " Ye were mine,...! A chill sick shudder thrills my yearning bosom, Where never more your gentle arms shall twine ; The memory of your voices doubles anguish, Your voices,... | |
 | Early dead - 1853 - 122 pages
...brightest beams will play In mournful glory o'er the tomb. — Dale. A MOTHEB LAMENTING HER CHILDREN. Ye were mine, flesh and soul ; mine, oh, my children...parting, And death-like darkness clouds my lonely day ! A chill-sick shudder thrills my yearning bosom, Where never more your gentle arms shall twine ! The memory... | |
 | Joseph Barlow Robinson - 1859 - 220 pages
...more shall be ; The well-known form, the welcome tread, Oh ! where are they, and. where is he ? 715. Ye were mine, flesh and soul ; mine, oh ! my children,...parting, And death-like darkness clouds my lonely day. 716. A chill sick shudder thrills my yearning bosom, Where never more your gentle arms shall twine... | |
 | Five minutes daily readings - 1882 - 408 pages
...sycamore And hail upon the vine ! E. BARRETT BROWNING. September 3. YE were mine, flesh and soul, mine, O my children, A portion of myself is torn away, The breath of life seems stifled in our parting, And death like darkness clouds my lonely day. A chill sick shudder thrills my yearning bosom, Where never... | |
 | 1883 - 410 pages
...sycamore And hail upon the vine ! E. BARRETT BROWNING. September 3. YE were mine, flesh and soul, mine, O my children, A portion of myself is torn away, The breath of life seems stifled in our parting, And death like darkness clouds my lonely day. A chill sick shudder thrills my yearning bosom, Where never... | |
 | 1906 - 528 pages
...angel's word, — Thou 'rt not forgot. ANONYMOUS. MOTHER-LOVE YE were mine, flesh and soul mine, O my children ; A portion of myself is torn away, The...parting, And death-like darkness clouds my lonely way. A chill, sick shudder thrills my yearning bosom, Where nevermore your gentle arms shall twine,... | |
 | Robert Kemp Philp - 400 pages
...Sun of Righteousness who came. With healing in his wing.— JANE. MX CHILDREN. BY MBS. NORTON. YJB were mine, flesh and soul; mine, oh! my children, A portion of mysc-lf is torn away, The breath of life seems stifled in our parting, And death-like darkness clouds... | |
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