 | 1844 - 298 pages
...whispers thai— he is not there ! I cannot make him dead ! When passing by the bed, So long watched over with parental care, My spirit and my eye Seek...Before the thought comes that — he is not there 1 When, at the cool, grey break Of day, from sleep I wake, With my first breathing of the morning air... | |
 | John Keese - 1844 - 140 pages
...marble felt ; I cannot make him dead ! When passing by the bed, So long watched over with parental can, My spirit and my eye Seek it inquiringly, Before the thought comes that — he is not there I When, at the cool, grey break Of day, from sleep I wake, With my first breathing of the morning air... | |
 | Charles William Everest - 1844 - 480 pages
...heart whispers that—he is not there! I cannot make him dead! When passing by the bed, So long watched over with parental care, My spirit and my eye Seek it inquiringly, Before the thought comes that—he is not there! When, at the cool, gray break Of day, from sleep I wake, With my first breathing... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 538 pages
...whispers that — he is not there ! I cannot make him dead ! When passing by the bed, So long watch'd over with parental care, My spirit and my eye Seek...air My soul goes up, with joy, To Him who gave my hoy, Then comes the sad thought that — he is not there ! When at the day's calm close, Before we... | |
 | Friedrich von Raumer - 1845 - 1158 pages
...whispers that — he is not there. I cannot .make him dead ! When passing by the bed, So long walch'd over with parental care, My spirit and my eye Seek...from sleep I wake, With my first breathing of the morningc-air My soul goes up, with joy, To him who gavé my boy, Then comes the sad thought that —... | |
 | 1845 - 328 pages
...whispers that— he is not there I I cannot make him dead ! When passing by his bed, So long watched over with parental care; My spirit and my eye Seek...Before the thought comes that — he is not there t When at the cool, gray break Of day from sleep I wake, With my first breathing of the morning air,... | |
 | Friedrich von Raumer - 1846 - 522 pages
...eye Seek it inquiringly, Before the thought comes that — he is not there ! When, at the cool, grey break Of day, from sleep I wake, With my first breathing...with joy, To him who gave my boy, Then comes the sad thought that — he is not there ! When at the day's calm close Before we seek repose, I'm with his... | |
 | 1846 - 302 pages
...whispers that— he is not there ! I cannot make him dead ! When passing by his bed, So loi.g watched over with parental care, My spirit and my eye Seek...thought comes that — he is not there When at the cool, grey break Of day from sleep I wake, W,th my first breathing of thr morning air, '• My snul goes... | |
 | 1846 - 308 pages
...my eye Seek it inquiringly, Before the thought comes that — he is not there When at the cool, grey break Of day from sleep I wake, With my first breathing of the m ning air, My soul goes up with joy, To Him who gave my boy ; Then comes the sad thought that —... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1849 - 578 pages
...whispers that — he is not there ! I cannot make him dead ! When passing by the bed, So long watched over with parental care, My spirit and my eye Seek...with joy, To Him who gave my boy, Then comes the sad thought that — he is not there ! When at the day's calm close, Before we seek repose, I'm with his... | |
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My hand that marble felt ; O'er it in prayer I knelt ; Yet my heart whispers that — he is not there ! I cannot make him dead ! When passing by the bed, So long... 
