 | 1837 - 634 str.
...sowYi Around our garden tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load — • Oh ! call him back to me ! He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee; The face that once like spring-time smil'd On earth no more thou'lt see. A rose's brief, bright life of joy, Such unto him... | |
 | 1828 - 244 str.
...gmden-tree; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh! call him back to me ? * He would not hear thy voice, fair child, He may not come to thee, The face...once like spring time smil'd On earth no more thou'lt tee. A rose's brief, bright life of joy — Such unto him was given; Go! ihiiit must play alone, my... | |
 | Priscilla Maden Watts - 1829 - 312 str.
...sowed Around our garden-tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh! call him back to me!" IV. " He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ; The face that once like spring-time smiled, On earth no more thou'lt see. v. " A rose's brief, bright life of joy, Such unto... | |
 | Moral and sacred poetry - 1829 - 326 str.
...we sowed Aroond our garden-tree; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh! call him hack to me'." " He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ; The face that once like spring-time smiled On earth no more thon'lt aee. "A ruse's hrief, hright life of joy, Such outo him... | |
 | Thomas Willcocks - 1829 - 334 str.
...we sowed Around our garden-tree; Our vine is drooping with Us load — Oh! call him back to me!" " He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ; The face that once like spring-time smiled On earth no more thou'lt see. "A rose's brief, bright life of joy, Such unto him... | |
 | 1831 - 786 str.
...we sowed Around our garden tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh ! call him back to me ! He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ; The face that once like spring-time smiled On earth no more thoul't see. A rose's brief, bright life of joy. Such onto him... | |
 | Samuel BLACKBURN - 1833 - 254 str.
...we sow'd Around our garden tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh ! call him back to me. " He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ; The face that once like spring-time smil'd, On earth no more thou'lt see ! A rose's brief bright life of joy, Such unto him... | |
 | 1833 - 270 str.
...sowed. Around our garden -tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh 1 call him back to me. " He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ; The face that once like spring-time smiled. On earth no more thou'lt see ! \ A rose's brief bright life of joy, Such unto him... | |
 | Jesse Olney - 1833 - 150 str.
...vine is drooping with its load — O call him back to me!" Mother. 4. " He would not hear my voice, my child! He may not come to thee; The face that once, like spring-time smiled, On earth no more thou'lt see." 4. " The rose's brief, bright light of joy, Such... | |
 | 1834 - 766 str.
...garden tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load— Oh! call him back to me!" '' He would not hear thy voice, fair child! He may not come to thee „ The face that once like spring-time smiled, Ou'earth no more thou'lt see, " A rose's brief bright life of loy, Such unto him... | |
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A rose's brief, bright life of joy, Such unto him was given' Go— thou must play alone, my boy— Thy brother is in heaven! 
