 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 768 Seiten
...not say What thou ne'er left'st unsaid; And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary ! thou art dead ! If thou wouldst stay, e'en as thou art— All cold...there I lay thee in thy grave — And I am now alone 1 I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten me ; And I, perhaps, may soothe this heart,... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 780 Seiten
...unsaid; And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary ! thou art dead ! If thou wouldst stay, e'en us thon art — All cold and all serene — I still might...there I lay thee in thy grave — And I am now alone ! I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten me ; And I, perhaps, may soothe this heart,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 Seiten
...thou ne'er left'st unsaid ; And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary ! thou art dead ! If thou wouMst stay e'en as thou art, All cold and all serene —...smiles have been ! While e'en thy chill bleak corse 1 have, Thou . i.ic'st still mine own ; But there I lay thee in thy grave — And I am now alone !... | |
 | 1837 - 218 Seiten
...And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary ! thou art dead ! If thou won hist stay, e'en as thoirart, All cold and all serene — I still might press thy...thy chill, bleak corse I have, Thou seemest still my owni But there I lay thee in the grave — And I am now alone! I do not think, where'er thou art,... | |
 | 1856 - 706 Seiten
...ne'er left'st unsaid; Aid now I leak as wall I may, Sweet Mary .' Uiou art dead I If thou could'st stay, e'en as thou art, All cold, and all serene —...might press thy silent heart And where thy smiles hare been ! White e'en thy chill, bleak corse I hare, Thou seemest still my own ; But there I lay thee... | |
 | Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, Timothy Flint, John Holmes Agnew - 1851 - 626 Seiten
...thou art dead ! * If thou could'st etiy, e'en aa thou art, All cold and all serón«, I still mitflit press thy silent heart, And where thy smiles have been: While e'en thy chill, bleak corse I lave, Thou seemed still mine own; But as I lay thce in the grave, I feel I am alone ! Ч do not ihink,... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 Seiten
...unsaid ; And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary ! thou art dead ! If thou would'st stay, e'en as thon art, All cold, and all serene, I still might press...there I lay thee in thy grave, And I am now alone ! I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten me ; And I, perhaps, may soothe this heart,... | |
 | 1852 - 448 Seiten
...ne'er left'st unsaid; And then I feel, as well I may, Dear Mary ! thou art dead ! If thou could'st stay, e'en as thou art, All cold and all serene»...thy smiles have been; While e'en thy chill, bleak corpse I lave, Thou seemest still mine own ; But as I lay thee in the grave, I feel 1 am alone ! I... | |
 | 1852 - 440 Seiten
...dead. If thou conld'et stay e'en as toon art, All cold and all serene, I still might press thy dlent heart, And where thy smiles have been; While e'en thy chill, bleak corpse 1 hare, Thou seemest still mine own; But as I lay thee in the grave, I fool I am alone) I do... | |
 | 1853 - 560 Seiten
...dost not say What thou ne'er leftst unsaid, And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary! thou art dead. If thou wouldst stay e'en as thou art, All cold, and...there I lay thee in thy grave — And I am now alone I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten me ; And I, perhaps, may soothe this heart In... | |
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And still upon that face I look, And think 'twill smile again; And still the thought I will not brook, That I must look in vain. But when I speak — thou dost not say What thou ne'er left'st unsaid; And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary, thou art... 
