 | Mrs. Hemans - 1853 - 596 str.
...to chase its flight — Oh ! call my brother back ! " The flowers run wild— the flowers we sow'd Around our 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... | |
 | Hymns - 1853 - 184 str.
...brother back. Oh ! call, &c. The flowers run wild — the flowers we sow'd Around our garden-tree; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh ! call him back to me. Oh ! call, &c. MOTHER. He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ; The face... | |
 | Mary (aunt, pseud.) - 1854 - 104 str.
...not now to chase its flight, Oh call my brother back ! The flowers run wild — the flowers we sow'd Around our 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... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1855 - 620 str.
...now to chase its flight — Oh ! call my brother back ! The flowers run wild — the flowers we sow'd Around our 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 thcc ; The face that once like spring-time... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1856 - 474 str.
...hright Across the sunheam's track ; I care not now to chase its flight — Oh ! call my hrother hack ! The flowers run wild, — the flowers we sowed Around...Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh ! call him hack to me ! He would not hear thy voice, fair child — He may not come to thee ! The face that once... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1857 - 356 str.
...bright Across the sunbeam's track ; I care not now to chase its flight — Oh ! call my brother back ! " The flowers run wild — the flowers we sowed Around...our garden tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load — " He would not hear thy voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ; The face that once like spring-time... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1857 - 164 str.
...bright Across the sunbeam's track : I care not now to chase its flight — 0, call my brother back ! " The flowers run wild — the flowers we sowed Around...our garden tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load — 0, call him back to me ! " " He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee ;... | |
 | Children - 1859 - 198 str.
...Oh ! call my brother back ! The flowers run wild — the flowers we sowed Around our 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... | |
 | Little poems - 1860 - 160 str.
...its flight, — Oh ! call my brother back ! " The flowers run wild— the flowers we sowed Around the 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... | |
 | David Bates Tower - 1861 - 228 str.
...flower and bee Where is my brother gone? The butterfly is glancing bright Across the sunbeam's track ; The flowers run wild — the flowers we sowed Around...garden tree ; Our vine is drooping with its load; — 0, call him back to me ! " "He would not hear thy voice, fair child! He may not come to thee ;... | |
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OH ! call my brother back to me ! I cannot play alone ; The summer comes with flower and bee ; Where is my brother gone... 
