 | 1889
...greatest bliss That the tongue o' man can name? 'Tis to woo a bonnie lassie When the kye comes hame. 128. My mates were blithe and kind! No wonder that I sometimes...the tear-drop from my eye, To cast a look behind! 129. There's not a flower that d*-cks the vale, There's not a beam- that lights the mountain, There's... | |
 | Charles F. Beezley - 1891 - 382 Seiten
...sweet that made me thrill,^ The sweetmeats almost sweeter still, No " satis" to the "jams." When that I was a tiny boy My days and nights were full of joy. My mates were blythe and kind, — No wonder that I sometimes sigh. And dash the tear-drop f/om my eye. To cast a... | |
 | Alfred Henry Miles - 1894
...through his tears. ALFRED H. MILES. WHIMS AND ODDITIES. THOMAS HOOD. /.— A RETROSPECTIVE REVIEW. OH, when I was a tiny boy My days and nights were...dash the teardrop from my eye, To cast a look behind ! A hoop was an eternal round Of pleasure. In those days I found A top a joyous thing ; But now those... | |
 | Ainsworth Rand Spofford, Charles Gibbon - 1893
...sweet that made me thrill, — The sweetmeats almost sweeter still, No "satis "to the "jams." When that I was a tiny boy My days and nights were full of joy, My mates were blythe and kind, — No wonder that I sometimes sigh, And dash the tear-drop from my eye, To cast a... | |
 | Philip Tocque - 1895 - 300 Seiten
...to dash the vision, and the regretful feeling will arise — it is gone, it cannot come again. " O when I was a tiny boy, My days and nights were full...dash the tear-drop from my eye, To cast a look behind ! " In the hour of lonely solitude, and even amidst the busy pursuits of life, the memory of man calls... | |
 | Philip Tocque - 1895 - 300 Seiten
...arise—it is gone, it cannot come again. My days and nights were full of joy ; " O when I was a tiny boy, My mates were blithe and kind. No wonder that I sometimes...dash the tear-drop from my eye, To cast a look behind ! " In the hour of lonely solitude, and even amidst the busy pursuits of life, the memory of man calls... | |
 | 1896 - 1178 Seiten
...315. Pope's trans. Another tumble ! that's his precious nose ! g. HOOD — Parental Ode to My Son. Oh, when I was a tiny boy My days and nights were...kind ! No wonder that I sometimes sigh And dash the tear drop from my eye To cast a look behind ! r. HOOD — A Retrospective Review. Children, ay, forsooth,... | |
 | Charles Wells Moulton - 1889
...greatest bliss That the tongue o' man can name? 'Tis to woo a bonnie lassie When the kye comes name. 128. My mates were blithe and kind! No wonder that I sometimes...the tear-drop from my eye, To cast a look behind! 129, There's not a flower that d^cks the vale. There's not a beam that lights the mour.lain. There's... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1897
...god Apollo hath them all enroll'd, And blazon'd on the very clouds of Fate ! A RETEOSPECTIVE REVIEW OH, when I was a tiny boy, My days and nights were...dash the tear-drop from my eye, To cast a look behind ! A hoop was an eternal round Of pleasure. In those days I found A top a joyous thing ; — • But... | |
 | M. Halley, Leonard Lemmon - 1903
...not of fear, A voice in the darkness ; a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo forevermore ! Oh, when I was a tiny boy My days and nights were...the tear-drop from my eye, To cast a look behind. THOMAS HOOD. YOUNG NIGHT THOUGHTS BY EGBERT Louis STEVENSON i. All night long and every night, When... | |
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OH, when I was a tiny boy My days and nights were full of joy, My mates were blithe and kind ! — No wonder that I sometimes sigh, And dash the tear-drop from my eye, To cast a look behind ! A hoop was an eternal round Of pleasure. 
