 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 pages
...My own 'Fireside! Those simple words Can bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy my eyes ! What...gentle form is near me now ; A small white hand is clasp'd in mine ; I gaze upon her placid brow, And ask what joys can equal thine ! A babe, whose beauty's... | |
 | 1834 - 672 pages
...My own Fireside ! Those simple words Can bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy my eyes ! What...gentle form is near me now ; A small white hand is clasp'd in mine ; I gaze upon her placid brow, And ask what joys can equal thine ! A babe, whose beauty... | |
 | Mrs. O'Neill - 1835 - 502 pages
...My own Fireside ! Those simple words Can bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy my eyes ! What...gentle form is near me now ; A small white hand is clasp'd in mine ; I gaze upon her placid brow, And ask what joys can equal thine ! A babe, whose beauty... | |
 | Mrs. O'Neill - 1835 - 214 pages
...My own Fireside ! Those simple words Can bid the sweetest xireams arise ; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy my eyes ! What...gentle form is near me now ; A small white hand is clasp'd in mine ; I gaze upon her placid brow, And ask what joys can equal thine ! A babe, whose beauty... | |
 | 1836 - 436 pages
...the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feeling's lendercst chords, And fill with tears of joys my eyes j What is there my wild heart can prize. That doth not...my home-bred sympathies, My own— my own Fire-side I A gentle form is near me now; A small white hand is clasp'd in mine ; I gaze upon her placid brow.... | |
 | 1838 - 332 pages
...My own Fireside ! Those simple words Can bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy my eyes ! What...gentle form is near me now ; A small white hand is clasp'd iil mine ; I gaze upon her placid brow, And ask what joys can equal thine .' A babe, whose... | |
 | Lyre - 1841 - 374 pages
...My own Fireside ! Those simple words Can bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy my eyes ! What...placid brow, And ask what joys can equal thine ! A babe, whose beauty's half divine, In sleep its mother's eyes doth hide ; — Where may love seek a... | |
 | Lyre - 1841 - 366 pages
...My own Fireside ! Those simple words Can bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy my eyes ! What...placid brow, And ask what joys can equal thine ! A babe, whose beauty's half divine, In sleep its mother's eyes doth hide ; — Where may love seek a... | |
 | John Frost - 1845 - 458 pages
...My own Fireside ! Those simple words Can bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy my eyes ! What...gentle form is near me now ; A small white hand is clasp'd in mine ; I gaze upon her placid brow, A babe, whose beauty's half divine, In sleep his mother's... | |
 | Gem book - 1846 - 398 pages
...sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy my eyes ! \Vhat is there my wild heart can prize, That doth not in...gentle form is near me now ; A small white hand is clasp'd in mine ; I gaze upon her placid brow, And ask what joys can equal thine ! A babe, whose beauty's... | |
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Twixt book and lute the hours divide, And marvel how I e'er could stray From thee — my own fireside. " My own fireside ! Those simple words Can bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy my eyes. What... 
