 | Charles Herbert Sylvester - 1922 - 526 sidor
...mother ! when I learned that them wast dead, Say, wast them conscious of the tears I shed? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, — Wretch even then, life's journey just begun? "MY MOTHER!" And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu! But... | |
 | Oswald Doughty - 1922 - 492 sidor
...Norfolk : And, while that face renews my filial grief. Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she. The thought is similar to that in the opening stanzas of Rossetti's Portrait : This is her picture... | |
 | Stanley Thomas Williams - 1923 - 322 sidor
...Mother's picture. 'Those lips are thine,' he says, 'thine own sweet smile I see' — and then 'Fancy shall steep me in Elysian reverie, a momentary dream that thou art She.' And then he goes on to the Picture, 'My Mother...'" How like Newman ! Self-revelation is here. Such... | |
 | John Drinkwater - 1924 - 400 sidor
...her own: And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she. My mother! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed? Hovered thy spirit o'er... | |
 | Harry Morgan Ayres, Frederick Morgan Padelford - 1924 - 942 sidor
...her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall learn t that thou wast dead Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy... | |
 | Carlo Formichi - 1925 - 518 sidor
...own; And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief — Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother! when I learned that thou war>t dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed? Hovered thy spirit o'er... | |
 | Frederick Alexander Manchester, William Frederic Giese - 1926 - 906 sidor
...her own: And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she. My mother! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed? Hovered thy spirit o'er... | |
 | Henry Neumann - 1926 - 272 sidor
...relief, Shall steep me in Elysian revery, A momentary dream that thou art she. My mother ! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, Life's journey just begun ? Perhaps... | |
 | Edwin S. George - 1926 - 302 sidor
...grief, but memory supplied the magic key that made her spirit speak to me. "My mother when I learnt of that thou wast dead. Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun? Perhaps thou... | |
 | John Matthews Manly - 1926 - 928 sidor
...her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall ound »o My mother ! when I learnt that thou wast dead* Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed? Hovered... | |
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But gladly, as the precept were her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My Mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say,... 
