 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...  The London Magazine - Seite 1371827Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Timothy Flint, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew - 1844 - 610 Seiten
...of a bereaved husband gazing upon the lifeless body of his young and lovely wife : 'IF thou couldst stay, e'en as thou art, All cold and all serene, I...thy silent heart, And where thy smiles have been.' It is something of this feeling, in relation to the final resurrection of the mortal body, which makes... | |
 | William Morrison Engles - 1844 - 274 Seiten
...left unsaid ; And now I feel, as well I may, Dear Mary, thou art dead ! If thou wouldst stay, even as thou art, All cold and all serene — I still might...silent heart, And where thy smiles have been. While even thy chill, bleak corse I have, Thou seemest still my own; But there, I lay thee in thy grave —... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 Seiten
...not brook, That I must look in vain ! But when I speak — thou dost not say What thou ne'er Irft'st COTTISH гоЕта Though most Scottish authors at this time — as Thomson, Mallet, Hamilton, аз thou art, All cold and all serene — I still might press thy silent heart, And where thy smiles... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 482 Seiten
...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,...thy chill, bleak corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own; But there I lay thee in thy grave — And I am now alone. I do not think, where'er thou art,... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 494 Seiten
...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,...smiles have been. While e'en thy chill, bleak corse I hare, Thou seemest still mine own ; But there I lay thee in thy grave — And I am now alone. I do... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 330 Seiten
...brook, That I must look in rain / But when I speak, — thou dost not say, W hat thou ne'er left'st unsaid ; And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary...e'en as thou art. All cold — and all serene, — I stiil might press thy silent heart, And where thy smiles have been ! While e'en thy chill, bleak corse... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 334 Seiten
...And think—'tiifill smile again; And still the thought—I wip not brook, W hat thou ne'er left'st unsaid ; And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary.' thou art dead! If thou wouldst May, e'en B» thou art, All cold—and all serene,— I still might press thy silent heart, And where... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 390 Seiten
...joy, Wrmt thou ne'er left'sl unsaid ; Ami now I fttl, as well I may. Sweet Mary ! tliou art deatt ! If thou wouldst stay, e'en as thou art. All cold— and all serene, — I still might press Ihy silent heart, And where thy smiles have been ! While e'en thy chill, bleak ccrst 1 ha»« Thou... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 Seiten
...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 dead ! If thou wonldst stay, e'en as thou art, All cold and all serene, — I still might press thy silent heart,... | |
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