 | Elizabeth McCracken - Mothers - 1917 - 234 pages
...traced. Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou mightst know me safe and warmly laid, — All this, and, more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks That humor interposed too often makes, — All this,... | |
 | Ernest Bernbaum - English poetry - 1918 - 412 pages
...plum; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed; All this, and, more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks That humour interposed too often makes; All this, still... | |
 | American poetry - 1918 - 2068 pages
...confectionery plum; The fragrant waters on my cheek bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed; y of courts and schools: There shall be sung another golden age, The rise of empire and of Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and brakes That humor interposed too often makes; All this still... | |
 | Thomas Wright - Poets, English - 1921 - 440 pages
...left my home, The biscuit or confectionery plum ; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestow'd By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glow'd : All this,...all, Thy constant flow of love that knew no fall. In an equally pleasant picture he describes himself as standing at her side and pricking the pattern... | |
 | Leonard Southerden Wood - Children - 1921 - 396 pages
...my home, The biscuit, or confectionary plum ; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestow'd By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glow'd ; All this,...all. Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughen'd by those cataracts and breaks, That humour interpos'd too often makes ; All this still... | |
 | Charles Herbert Sylvester - Children's literature - 1922 - 526 pages
...left my home, The biscuit, or confectionery plum; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestow'd By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glow'd ; All this,...all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughen'd by those cataracts and breaks, That humour4 interposed too often makes ; All this still... | |
 | Oswald Doughty - English poetry - 1922 - 492 pages
...sentiment : Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou mightst know me safe and warmly laid. All this, and more endearing still than all. Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, All this still legible in memory's page, And still to be so to my latest age. Cowper in a letter to... | |
 | American poetry - 1923 - 748 pages
...plum ; The fragrant waters on my cheek bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed ; All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall. . . . WILLIAM COWPER 49 THE CHIMNEY SWEEPER WHEN my mother died I was very young, And my father sold... | |
 | John Drinkwater - English poetry - 1924 - 400 pages
...plum; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed; All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and brakes That humour interposed too often makes: All this still... | |
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Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou mightst know me safe and warmly laid... 
