South-county Neighbors

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Roberts Brothers, 1887 - Počet stran: 272
 

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Strana 158 - And slighted Barbara Allen?" He turned his face unto the wall, And death was with him dealin': "Adieu, adieu, my dear friends all, And be kind to Barbara Allen!" As she was walking o'er the fields, She heard the dead-bell knellin'; And every jow the dead-bell gave Cried "Woe to Barbara Allen.
Strana 38 - Yon deep bark goes Where Traffic blows, From lands of sun to lands of snows •> This happier one, Its course is run — From lands of snow to lands of sun.
Strana 158 - When he was dead, and laid in grave, Her heart was struck with sorrow, ' O mother, mother, make my bed, For I shall die to-morrow. ' Hard-hearted creature him to slight, Who loved me so dearly: O that I had been more kind to him, When he was alive and near me!
Strana 16 - All three were undersigners of this obscene report— There is a pleasant landscape that lieth far away, Beyond the wide Atlantic in North America. There is a wealthy people, who sojourn in that land; Their churches all with steeples, most delicately stand; Their houses, like the gilly, are painted red and gay ; They flourish like the lily in North America.
Strana 157 - WHEN all was wrapt in dark midnight, And all were fast asleep, In glided Margaret's grimly ghost, And stood at William's feet.
Strana 76 - ... birds ; When from their drifts her board I clear She thanks me, but I scarce can hear The shyly uttered words. Oft have I wooed sweet Lettice White By daylight and by candlelight When we two were apart. Some better day come on apace, And let me tell her face to face,
Strana 158 - IN Scarlet town, where I was born, There was a fair maid dwellin', Made every youth cry Well-a-way! Her name was Barbara Allen. All in the merry month of May, When green buds they were swellin', Young Jemmy Grove on his death-bed lay, For love of Barbara Allen.
Strana 266 - If I climb up into heaven, Thou art there ; if I go down to hell, Thou art there also.
Strana 8 - The Kernel and the Husk. Letters on Spiritual Christianity, by the author of " Philochristus " and " Onesimus,
Strana 140 - tis said I'm chiefly famed for being dead, Queen Anne, Queen Anne, she sits in the sun, As fair as a lily, as brown as a bun.

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