 | Star reciter - 1873 - 330 Seiten
...bid the sweetest dreams arise ! Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy mine eyes ! What is there my wild heart can prize That...gentle form is near me now ; A small white hand is clasped in mine ; I gaze upon her placid brow, And ask what joys can equal thine ! A babe whose beauty's... | |
 | Henry Southgate - 1873 - 448 Seiten
...Can bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy mme eyes. What is there my wild heart can prize That doth not in my sphere abide ; Haunt of my home,bred sympathies, My own — my own fireside ? A gentle form is near... | |
 | English reader - 1875 - 170 Seiten
...stray From thee, my own fireside. Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy mine eyes. What is there my wild heart can prize That doth not in thy sphere abide 1 Haunt of my home-bred sympathies, My own—my own fireside. A gentle form is near me now, A small... | |
 | Bernard O'Reilly - 1878 - 490 Seiten
...bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feelings' tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy mine eyes. What is there my wild heart can prize. That...my home-bred sympathies. My own — my own fireside ! " Yes — we have seen not only the young man, with all his blushing honors thick upon him, find... | |
 | Fireside amusements - 1880 - 180 Seiten
...My own Fireside ! These simple words Can bid the sweetest dreams arise; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy my eyes ! What...gentle form is near me now ; A small white hand is clasped in mine; I gaze upon her placid brow, And ask what joys can equal thine ! A babe, whose beauty's... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 Seiten
...the sweetest dreams arise ; • | Awaken feeling's tenderest chords. And fill with tears of joy mine eyes. What is there my wild heart can prize That doth...gentle form is near me now ; A small white hand is clasped in mine: I gaze upon her placid brow, And ask, What joys can equal thine? A babe, whose beauty... | |
 | Silas Kitto Hocking - 1881 - 314 Seiten
...murmur or a sigh, and truly she had her reward. CHAPTER XXV. IN WHICH THE AUTHOR WRITES A POSTSCRIPT. " A gentle form is near me now, A small white hand is clasped in mine ; I gaze upon her placid brow, And ask what joys can equal thine ! « * * » " Whate'er... | |
 | William Darrah - 1882 - 204 Seiten
...MY own fireside! Those simple words Can bid the sweetest dream arise, , Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy my eyes. What is...heart can prize That doth not in thy sphere abide 1 Haunt of my homebred sympathies, My own—my own fireside ! A babe, whose beauty's half divine, In... | |
 | John William Kirton - 1882 - 316 Seiten
...My own fireside! Those simple wordg Can bi.i the sweetest dreams iivise; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy my eyes. What is there my wild heurt can prizn, That d ,th not in thy sphere abide ? The Launt of home-bred sympathies, My own—... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1883 - 492 Seiten
...bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy mine eyes. What is there my wild heart can prize, That...gentle form is near me now; A small, white hand is clasped in mine ; I gaze upon her placid brow, And ask, what joys can equal thine? A babe, whose beauty... | |
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And fill with tears of joy my eyes. What is there my wild heart can prize, That doth not in thy sphere abide ; Haunt of my home-bred sympathies, My own — my own fireside. 
