 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1829 - 590 pagina’s
...Davidson. 'Twere almost sacrilege to sing Those notes amid the glare of day ; Notes borne by angels' purest wing, And wafted by their breath away. When,...beside my head, And, Sister ! sing the song I love ?' To young readers it might be useful to observe, that these verses in one place approach the verge... | |
 | Lucretia Maria Davidson - 1829 - 224 pagina’s
...was made. 'Twere almost sacrilege to sing Those notes amid the glare of day ; Notes borne by angel's purest wing, And wafted by their breath away. . When...beside my head, And, sister, sing the song I love. CUPID'S BOWER. [WRITTEN IN HER FIFTEENTH TEAR.] Am 1 in fairy land ? or tell me, pray, To what love-lighted... | |
 | 1829 - 590 pagina’s
...was made. Twere almost sacrilege to sing Those notes amid the glare of day ; Notes borne by angels' purest wing, And wafted by their breath away. When,...beside my head, And, Sister ! sing the song I love ?' To young readers it might be useful to observe, that these verses in one place approach the verge... | |
 | 1829 - 488 pagina’s
...was made. 'Twere almost sacrilege to sing Those notes amid the glare of day ; Notes borne by angels' purest wing, And wafted by their breath away. When,...thou not kneel beside my head, And, Sister ! sing tue song I love ? To young readers it might be useful to observe, that these verses in one place approach... | |
 | 1834 - 402 pagina’s
...afraid, 'Twere almost sacrilege to sing Those notes amid the glare of day ; Notes borne by angels' purest wing, And wafted by their breath away. When,...beside my head, And, sister, sing the song I love ? THE FEAR OF MADNESS. THERE is a something which I dread ; It is a dark, a fearful thing ; It steals... | |
 | 1834 - 406 pagina’s
...i i. li. 'Twere almost saerilege to sing Those notes amid the glare of day ; Notes borne by angels' purest wing, And wafted by their breath away. When, sleeping in my grass-grown bed, Shnuldst thou still linger here above, Wilt thou tint kneel beside my head, And, sister, sing the song... | |
 | James Renwick, Oliver William Bourne Peabody - 1837 - 432 pagina’s
...was made. "'T were almost sacrilege to sing Those notes amid the glare of day; Notes borne by angel's purest wing, And wafted by their breath away. « When...striking circumstance that occurred during a visit she made to her sister the following year. She was at that time employed in writing her longest published... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1837 - 492 pagina’s
...afraid, 'T were almost sacrilege to sing Those notes amid the glare of day; Notes borne by angels' purest wing, And wafted by their breath away. When,...beside my head, And, sister, sing the song I love 1 FRAGMENT.* THERE is a something which I dread, — It is a dark a fearful thing ; It steals along... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1837 - 426 pagina’s
...was made. 'T were almost sacrilege to sing Those notes amid the glare of day ; Notes home by angels' purest wing, And wafted by their breath away. When,...not kneel beside my head, And, sister, sing the song Hove ? FRAGMENT.* THERE is a something which I dread, — It is a dark a fearful thing ; It steals... | |
 | 1838 - 446 pagina’s
...glare of day,— Notes borne by angel's purest wing, And wafted by their breath away. When fclceping in my grass-grown bed, Should'st thou still linger...beside my head, And, sister, sing the song I love ;" It is not a matter of surprise, that from the time that nan was driven out of Eden, to the present... | |
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Notes borne by angels' purest wing, And wafted by their breath away. When, sleeping in my grass-grown bed, Shouldst thou still linger here above, Wilt thou not kneel beside my head, And, sister, sing the song I love? 
