 Come to me, O ye children ! And whisper in my ear What the birds and the winds are singing In your sunny atmosphere. For what are all our contrivings, And the wisdom of our books, When compared with your caresses, And the gladness of your looks 1 Ye are...  Messiah Pulpit - Strana 21901Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | New Church gen. confer - 1871 - 644 str.
...And the wisdom of our books, When compared with their caresses, And the gladness of their looks. They are better than all the ballads That ever were sung or said, For they are living poems, And all the rest are dead." Children are born into the natural world in order... | |
 | S.D. Harris - 1858 - 400 str.
...sunnier climate Than reaches the trunks below. Come to me, 0 ye children 1 And whimper in my ear What the birds and the winds are singing In your sunny atmosphere. For what are all our contrirings, And the wisdom of our books, When compared with your caresses, And the gladness of your... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1859 - 724 str.
...sunnier climate Thau reaches the trunks below. Come to me, O ye children ! And whisper in my ear What the birds and the winds are singing In your sunny...with your caresses, And the gladness of your looks P Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were sung or said; For ye are living poems, And all... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1859 - 136 str.
...sunnier climate Than reaches the trunks below. Come to me, O ye children ! And whisper in my ear What the birds and the winds are singing In your sunny atmosphere. For what arc all our contrivings, And the wisdom of our books, When compared with your caresses, And the gladness... | |
 | 1859 - 440 str.
...sunnier climate Than reaches the trunks below. Come to me, O yc children ! And whisper in my car WhaUhe birds and the winds are singing In your sunny atmosphere. For what arc all onr contrivings, And the wisdom of our books, When compared with your caresses, And the gladness... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1859 - 136 str.
...whisper in my ear What the hirds and the winds are singing In your sunny atmosphere. 107 For what arc all our contrivings, And the wisdom of our books, When compared with jour caresses, And the gladness of your looks ? Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were sung... | |
 | 1861 - 356 str.
...If the children were no more ? We should dread the desert behind us Worse than the dark before. They are better than all the ballads That ever were sung or said; For they are living poems, And all the rest are dead. WimTIEE. Heaven lies about as in our infancy. WORDSWORTH.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1864 - 464 str.
...sunnier climate Than reaches the trunks below. Come to me, O ye children ! And whisper in my ear What the birds and the winds are singing In your sunny...caresses, And the gladness of your looks ? Ye are tetter than all the ballads That ever were sung or said ; For ye are living poems, And all the rest... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1864 - 712 str.
...sunnier climate Than reaches the trunks below. Come to me, O ye children ! And whisper in my ear What the birds and the winds are singing In your sunny...with your caresses, And the gladness of your looks 1 Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were sung or said ; For ye are living poems, And all... | |
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