 | 1845 - 234 Seiten
...beareth— By the bruised reed He spareth — Oh, may He, to whom alone All their cruel wrongs are kpown, Still their hope and refuge prove, With a more than mother's love.— Gone, if-c. WHAT MEANS THAT SAD AND DISMAL LOOK1! Words by Geo. Russell. Arranged from " Near the Lake,"... | |
 | 1846 - 302 Seiten
...— By the bruised reed He spareth — Oh, may He, to whom alone All their cruel wrongs are known, Still their hope and refuge prove, With a more than...hills and waters. — Woe is me, my stolen daughters ! WE HAVE BEEN FRIENDS TOGETHER. BY CAROLINE ES SORTON. We have been friends together, In sunshine... | |
 | 1846 - 308 Seiten
...the rice- swamp dank and lone, From Virginia's hills and waters,— Woe is me, my stolen daughters ! Gone, gone — sold and gone. To the rice-swamp dank and lone, From the tree whose shadow lay On their childhood's place of play — From the cool spring where they drank-^Rock,... | |
 | Gems - 1850 - 204 Seiten
...These, and a thousand griefs minute as these, Corrode our comfort and destroy our ease. HANNAH MORE. THE MORAL WARFARE. WHEN Freedom, on her natal day,...war-rocked cradle lay, An iron race around her stood, Baptised her infant brow in blood ; And through the storm which round her swept, Their constant ward... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1850 - 408 Seiten
...the rice-swamp dank and lone, From Virginia's hills and waters — Woe is me, my stolen daughters ! Gone, gone — sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone, From the tree whose shadow lay On their childhood's place of play — From the cool spring where they drank... | |
 | Harriet Beecher Stowe - 1853 - 276 Seiten
...strews Poison with the falling dews, Where the sickly sunbeams glare Through the hot and misty air, — Gone, gone, — sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank...hills and waters, — Woe is me, my stolen daughters ! Gone, gone, — sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone. There no mother's eye is near them,... | |
 | Harriet Beecher Stowe - 1853 - 534 Seiten
...bcareth, By the bruised reed He spareth, 0, may He, to whom alone All their cruel wrongs are known. Still their hope and refuge prove, With a more than mother's love ! Gone, gone, &c. JOHN G. WHITTIEB. The following extract from a letter of Dr. Bailey, in the Era, 1847, presents... | |
 | 1853 - 380 Seiten
...drank, Rock, and hill, and rivulet bank, From the solemn house of prayer, And the holy counsels there. Gone, gone, sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone, From Virginia's bills and waters, Woe is me, my stolen daughters ! Gone, gone, sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank... | |
 | Wilson Armistead - 1853 - 384 Seiten
...To the rice-swamp dank and lone, From Virginia's hills and waters, Woe is me, my stolen daughters ! Gone, gone, sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone, From the tree whose shadow lay On their childhood's place of play, From the cool spring where they drank,... | |
 | Horace Bushnell - 1854 - 40 Seiten
...institutions we leave to them are beset by any conspiracy or betrayed and sold by ambitious and faithless men. When Freedom, on her natal day, Within her war-rocked...her stood, •% Baptized her infant brow in blood, J And through the storm that round her swept Their constant ward and watching kept. So be it ours,... | |
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Gone, gone, — sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone. From Virginia's hills and waters ; Woe is me, my stolen daughters ! Gone, gone, — sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone. 
