 I gaze above—thy look is imaged there, I listen—and thy gentle tone Is on the air. Oh come, while here I press My brow upon thy grave—and, in those mild And thrilling tones of tenderness, Bless, bless thy child! Yes, bless thy weeping child, And...  The Poets of America - Page 181edited by - 1842 - 326 pagesFull view - About this book
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...listen, and thy gentle tone Is on the air. 10. O come, whilst here I press My brow upon thy grave, and, in those mild And thrilling tones of tenderness, Bless, bless thy child ! 11. Yes, bless thy weeping child, And o'er thy urn, religion's holiest shrine, O, give his spirit... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1855 - 690 pages
...the dim. blue w I stray to hear the night-winds wail Around thy grave. Where is thy spirit flown ? I gaze above—thy look is imaged there; I listen—and thy gentle tone Is on the air. 0, come, while here I press My brow u pon thy grave ; and, in those r And thrilling tones of tenderness.... | |
 | Animals in literature - 1855 - 122 pages
...hear the night-winds wail Around thy grave. O, come, while here I press My brow upon thy grave; and, in those mild And thrilling tones of tenderness, Bless, bless thy child! Yes, bless your weeping child; Ana o'er thine urn—religion's holiest shrine— O, give his spirit, undented,... | |
 | Maxwell Pierson Gaddis - 1855 - 574 pages
...I listen, and thy gentle tone Is on the air. 0 come whilst here I press My brow upon thy grave, and in those mild And thrilling tones of tenderness, Bless, bless thy child! 240 FOOT-PRIXT3 OF AX ITIXKEAXT. Ami o'er tkme m, ntigiort OgnekU spirit ndefil*! T« blod with skiae."... | |
 | Maxwell Pierson Gaddis - 1856 - 566 pages
...listen, and thy gentle tone Is on the air. O come whilst here I press My brow upon thy grave, and in thoM mild And thrilling tones of tenderness, Bless, bless...child! Yes, bless thy weeping child, And o'er thine urn, religion's holiest shrine, O give his spirit undenled To blend with thine." On my return home... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1856 - 696 pages
...dim, blue wave, I stray to hear the night-winds wail Around thy grave. Where is thy spirit flown Î I gaze above—thy look is imaged there; I listen—and thy gentle tone Is on the air. 0, come, while here I press My brow upon thy grave ; and, in those mild And thrilling tones of tenderness.... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1856 - 678 pages
...listen—and thy gentle tone Is on the air. 0, come, while here I press My brow upon thy grave ; and, in those mild And thrilling tones of tenderness. Bless, bless thy child! Yes, bless your weeping child ; And o'er thine urn—religion's holiest shrine— 0, give his spirit, undented,... | |
 | Charles William Everest - American literature - 1860 - 486 pages
...dim, blue wave, I stray to hear the night-winds wail Around thy grave. Where is thy spirit flown ? I gaze above—thy look is imaged there; I listen—and...air. Oh, come, while here I press My brow upon thy grave; and, in those mild And thrilling notes of tenderness, Bless, bless thy child! Yes, bless thy... | |
 | William Turner Coggeshall - American literature - 1860 - 704 pages
...dim, blue wave, I stray to hear the night-winds wail Around thy grave. Where is thy spirit flown ? I gaze above—thy look is imaged there ; I listen—and...air. Oh, come, while here I press My brow upon thy grave ; and, in those mild And thrilling notes of tenderness, Bless, bless thy child ! Yes, bless thy... | |
 | William Turner Coggeshall - American literature - 1860 - 708 pages
...the dim,blue wave, I stray to hear the night-winds wail Around thy grave. Whore is thy spirit flown ? I gaze above—thy look is imaged there ; I listen—and...Is on the air. Oh, come, while here I press My brow ч|юп thy grave ; and, in those mild And thrilling notes of tenderness, Bless, bless thy child 1... | |
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