 | 1865 - 408 σελίδες
...live to weep our fall ! COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM. COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Tho' the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here;...still is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Thro'... | |
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1866 - 450 σελίδες
...perish'd, — Hope, love, and life were lost. COME, EEST IN THIS BOSOM. T. Moons.] [Air— "LooghSheeling." COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer ! Though...thy own to the last. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and through torments, through glory and shame ? I knew not, I ask not... | |
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1866 - 300 σελίδες
...— Hope, love, and life were i^st. COME, EEST IN THIS BOSOM. T. MOOsE.] [4tr — " Lough Sheeling." COME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer ! Though...o'ercast, And the heart and the hand all thy own to the hut. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and through torments, through glory... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1866 - 332 σελίδες
...more, and in more passionate, human hearts than any other single sentiment ever embodied in words : — Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though...still is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh, what was love made for, if 't is not the same Through... | |
 | 1866 - 396 σελίδες
...Take, oh take that heart from me. iitoore. [BORN 1780. DIED 1852.} " COME, REST IN THIS BOSOM." OME, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer. Though the...still is the smile that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1859 - 302 σελίδες
...more, and in more passionate human hearts, than any other single sentiment ever embodied in words : Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy homo is still here ; Here still is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all... | |
 | 1866 - 392 σελίδες
...thee, thy home is still here ; Here still is the smile that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and through torment, through glory and shame ? I know not, I ask not,... | |
 | E. L. T. Harrison, W. S. Godby - 1869 - 652 σελίδες
...me. A WIFE'S HEART. Come rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Tho' the herd have fled from thce, thy home is still here, Here still is the smile that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Thro'... | |
 | Samuel Roberts Wells - 1870 - 252 σελίδες
...King of one happy heart; Surely no power shall part Thee from thy throne. COME, REST ix THIS BOSOM. Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer! Though...still is the smile that no cloud can o'ercast, And a hearl and a hand all thy own to the last. O, what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through... | |
 | J. Harrie Banka - 1871 - 562 σελίδες
...those beautiful lines from Moore : " Come rest in this bosom, my own stricken dear, Though the herd has fled from thee, thy home is still here; Here still is the smile that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. " Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through... | |
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Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here ; Here still is the smile, that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not... 
