 | John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 pages
...not say, What thou ne'er left'st unsaid; And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Alary ! 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 sooth this heart,... | |
 | English literature - 1827 - 608 pages
...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 and...thy chill, bleak corse I have, Thou seemest still my own ; But there I lay thee in thy grave — And I am now alone ! I do not think, who e'er thou art,... | |
 | Thomas Hamilton - English fiction - 1827 - 382 pages
...not felt it ?) so beautifully embodied in the words of Charles Wolfe — If thou wouldst stay, even as thou art, All cold and all serene— I still might...While e'en thy chill bleak corse I have, Thou seemest all mine own ; But there, I lay thpe In the grave, And now — I am ahnt ! I stood for a short space... | |
 | Thomas Hamilton - 1827 - 258 pages
...so beautifully embodied in the words of Charles Wolfe— If thnn wouklst stay, even as tbou art, AU cold and all serene — I still might press thy silent...have been. While e'en thy chill bleak corse I have, Thon seemtst all mine own ; But there, I lay thee in the grave, And now — / am alone ! I stood for... | |
 | Thomas Hamilton - 1827 - 258 pages
...not felt it ?) so beautifully embodied in the words of Charles Wolfe — If thrtu would stay, even as thou art, All cold and all serene — I still might...press thy silent heart, • And where thy smiles have heen. While e'en thy chill bleak corse I have, Thou seemest all mine own ; But there, I lay thee in... | |
 | 1827 - 618 pages
...heart, And where thy smiles have been ! While e'en thy chill, bleak corse I have, Thou seemest still my own ; But there I lay thee in thy grave — And I am now alone ! I do not think, who e'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten me ; And I, perhaps, may sooth this heart,... | |
 | Christian poetry, English - 1828 - 398 pages
...ne'er left'st unsaid ; And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary ! thou art dead ! If thou wonldst stay, e'en as thou art, All cold and all serene —...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,... | |
 | Charles Wolfe - Sermons, English - 1828 - 312 pages
...ne'er left'st unsaid ; And now 1 feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary ! thou art dead ! m. If thou wonld'st stay, e'en as thou art, All cold, and all serene —...there I lay thee in thy grave — And I am now alone ! nr. I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten me ; And I, perhaps, may soothe this heart,... | |
 | Theology - 1829 - 434 pages
...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 ! ' I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten me ; And I, perhaps, may soothe this heart,... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - English poetry - 1829 - 476 pages
...left'st unsaid, And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary ! thou art dead ! If thou would'at stay even as thou 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,... | |
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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... 
