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" 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 54
edited by - 1925 - 346 pages
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Routledge's Sunday album for children, by the author of 'The album for ...

Mary Margaret Heaton - 1872 - 328 pages
...thinking of her as he sits at the stile where, in happy days, they used to meet ; and he says, " I 'm very lonely now, Mary, For the poor make no new friends ; But, oh ! they love the better far, The few our Father sends ; " And you were all I had, Mary, My blessing and my pride ; There 's...
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Irish Monthly, Volume 48

1920 - 742 pages
...lane, 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. As the man comes on to the road, the stranger lad, who has burst into tears, now uncovers and reveals...
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Songs of Three Centuries

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 560 pages
...The village church stands near, — The church where we were wed, Mary ; I see the spire from here. But the graveyard lies between, Mary, And my step might break your rest, Where I've laid you, darling, down to sleep, With your baby on your breast. I 'm very lonely now, Mary,...
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The Speaker's Garland and Literary Bouquet, Volume 1

1876 - 732 pages
...love-light in your eye. The place is little changed, Maiy, • The day as bright as then ; The lark's lofld song is in my ear, And the corn is green again ; But...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...
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The Speaker's Garland and Literary Bouquet: Combining 100 Choice Selections ...

1876 - 734 pages
...w";//-slou<i^isi"m-^. An<i tl,& corn ; .„ ; BatI misf^ the »„(•,„].„„ „? ,.„,!.. ii But tlic graveyard lies between, Mary, And my step might break...baby on your breast. I'm very lonely now, Mary, For tiie poor make no new friends; J'.nt, O ! they love the better still The few our Father sends ! And...
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Ireland

1876 - 286 pages
...lane, And the little church stands near, The church where we were wed, Mary, I see the spire from here. But the graveyard 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,...
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A New Library of Poetry and Song, Volume 2

William Cullen Bryant - 1876 - 599 pages
...the little church stands near, — The church \vhere we were wed, Mary ; I see the spire from here. But the graveyard 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,...
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Songs of Three Centuries

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1876 - 562 pages
...The village church stands near, — The church where we were wed, Mary; I see the spire from here. But the graveyard lies between, Mary, And my step might break your rest, Where I 've Uud yon, darling, down to sleep, With your baby on your breast. I 'm very lonely now, Mary,...
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Single Famous Poems

Rossiter Johnson - 1877 - 312 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 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 —...
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Single Famous Poems

Rossiter Johnson - 1877 - 308 pages
...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 the poor make no new friends ; But, 0, they love the better still The few our Father sends ! And you were all I had, Mary, My blessin'...
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