 | 1837 - 1322 Seiten
...dear Jeanie Morrison, Since we were sindered young, I've never seen your face, nor heard The music o1 your tongue , But I could hug all wretchedness, And...could I die, Did I but ken your heart still dreamed O' bygane days and me !" Had the name of Burns been prefixed to these stanzas, we doubt whether the British... | |
 | 1833 - 666 Seiten
...sindered yaung, I've never seen your face, nor heard The music o' your tonj But I could hug all wretc And happy could I die, Did I but ken your heart still dream'd O' bygane days and me! Mnthcrirell. ROMANTIC TAUC. — There is something approaching to the... | |
 | 1837 - 624 Seiten
...dear Jeanie Morrison, Since we were sindered young, I've never seen your face, nor heard The music o' your tongue ; But I could hug all wretchedness, And...could I die, Did I but ken your heart still dreamed O' bygane days and me !" Had the name of Burns been prefixed to these stanzas, we doubt whether the British... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1847 - 606 Seiten
...dear Jeanie Morrison, Since we were sindered young, I've never seen your face, nor heard The music of your tongue. But I could hug all wretchedness, And happy could I dee, Did I but ken your heart still dream'd O' bygane days and me." 4 The "reader will observe the... | |
 | Timothy Shay Arthur - 1845 - 908 Seiten
...Jeanie Morrison, Since we were sindered young, I 've never seen your face, nor heard , The music o' your tongue ; But I could hug all wretchedness, And...could I die, Did I but ken your heart still dreamed O1 by gane days and me !" The following piece, which we give entire, seems to have been "thrown off"... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 Seiten
...dear Jeanie Morrison, Since we were sinder'd young, I've never seen your face nor heard The music o' your tongue ; But I could hug all wretchedness, And...happy could I die, Did I but ken your heart still dream'd O' bygane days and me ! LINES GIVEN TO A FRIEND A DAY UR TWO BEFORE THE DECEASE OF THE WRITER.... | |
 | Henry Clapp - 1846 - 238 Seiten
...dear Jeanie Morrison, Since we were siudered young, I've never seen your face, nor heard The music o' your tongue ; But I could hug all wretchedness, And...could I die, Did I but ken your heart still dreamed 0' bygane days and me ! THE BRIGHT SIDE. I am naturally disposed to look at the bright side of life... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 Seiten
...dear Jeanie Morrison, Since we were sinder'd young, I've never seen your face nor heard The music o' your tongue ; But I could hug all wretchedness, And...happy could I die, Did I but ken your heart still dream'd O' bygane days and me ! LINES GIVEN TO A FRIEND A DAT OR TWO REFORE TRE DECEASE OF TRE WRITES.... | |
 | Robert Turnbull - 1847 - 396 Seiten
...dear Jennie Morrison, Since we were sindered young, Fve never seen your face, nor heard The music o' your tongue ; But I could hug all wretchedness, And...I die, Did I but ken your heart still dreamed, O' bygane days and me ! Equally beautiful and still more pathetic, is " My Heid is like to rend, Willie."... | |
 | 1847 - 796 Seiten
...dear Jeanie Morrison, Since we were sindered young, I've never seen your face, nor heard The music o' your tongue ; But I could hug all wretchedness, And...could I die, Did I but ken your heart still dreamed O' bygane days and me !' It is almost needless to point out the close resemblance which exists between... | |
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