 | Park Benjamin, Oliver Wendell Holmes, John Osborne Sargent - 1833 - 114 str.
...snow. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is...sin For me to sit and grin At him here, But the old three cornered hat, And the breeches — and all that Are so queer ! And if I should live to be The... | |
 | 1836 - 418 str.
...snow. " But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. " I know it is...hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer !" or this, of a girl's losing her lover : ' Down fell that pretty innocent as falls a snow white lamb,... | |
 | 1836 - 694 str.
...snow. " But now his nose is thin. And it rests upon his chin Like a stall', And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. " I know it is...sin For me to sit and grin At him here, But the old three cornered hat, And the breeches — and all that, "And if I should live to be The last leaf upon... | |
 | 1836 - 268 str.
...snow. But now his tfose is thin, And it rests upon his- chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his buck; And a melancholy crack In his laugh, I know it is...sin For me to sit and grin At him here, But the old three cornered hat, And the breeches — and all that Are so queer ! And if I should live to be The... | |
 | 1836 - 706 str.
...And a crook ie in his back, And a melniicholy crack In hie luugh. 'I know it is a sin Forme to ait and grin At him here, But the old three-cornered hat. And the breeches — and all that, Are *o queer! ' And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring — Let them smile... | |
 | 1839 - 204 str.
...snow. " But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff; And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. " I know it is...do now, At the old, forsaken bough Where I cling." The Thanksgiving, that festival peculiar for many years to New England, came round this month. Great... | |
 | 1839 - 372 str.
...lady ; she is dead Long ago— That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow .' I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here...hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer .' We should like to know the whereabouts of the mysterious Mrs. *••', and why this anonymem laJy's... | |
 | William Evans Burton, Edgar Allan Poe - 1839 - 368 str.
...she is dead Long ago — That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose III tiit- зiWW.' I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here...three-cornered hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are to guter l We should like to know the whereabouts of the mysterious Mrs. '**•, and why this anonyo... | |
 | John Keese - 1840 - 304 str.
...LEAF. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is...if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree „ 'm In the spring — Let them smile as I do now At the old forsaken bough Where I cling. THE BIRTH... | |
 | 1841 - 376 str.
...snow. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is...Let them smile as I do now At the old forsaken bough I THINK OF THEE. BY OBOBeK n. PBBVTICB. I THiXi of thee. when morninir springs From sleep with plumage... | |
| |
And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree • In the spring, Let them smile, as I do now, At the old forsaken bough Where I cling. 
