 Sleep breathes at last from out thee, My little patient boy ; And balmy rest about thee Smooths off the day's annoy. I sit me down, and think Of all thy winning ways : Yet almost wish, with sudden shrink, That I had less to praise.  The Quarterly Review - Página 3261818Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | 1904 - 776 páginas
...DOTH. ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING. TO A CHILD DURING SICKNESS. SLEEP breathes at last from out thec, My little patient boy; And balmy rest about thee Smooths...think Of all thy winning ways; Yet almost wish, with sndden shrink, That I had less to praise. Thy sidelong pillowed meekness; Thy thanks to all that aid;... | |
 | John Vance Cheney, Sir Charles G. D. Roberts, Charles Francis Richardson, Francis Hovey Stoddard, John Raymond Howard - 1904 - 538 páginas
...her! '' — Ay, and always, in good sooth, We may all be sure HE DOTH. TO A CHILD DURING SICKNESS. SLEEP breathes at last from out thee, My little patient boy; And balmy rest about thee Smooths oil the day's annoy. I sit me down, and think Of all thy winning ways; Yet almost wish, with sndden... | |
 | William James Roberts - 1913 - 448 páginas
...sobs." And then she quotes those beautiful verses : — " To TLH, six years old, during a sickness." " Sleep breathes at last from out thee, My little patient...wish with sudden shrink That I had less to praise. ***** To say he has departed, His voice, his face is gone ! To feel impatient-hearted Yet feel we must... | |
 | Leonard Southerden Wood - 1921 - 396 páginas
...seeming length Proportion'd to their sweetness. LEIGH HUNT CXXI TO TLH (Six Years Old, During a Sickness) Sleep breathes at last from out thee, My little patient...with sudden shrink, That I had less to praise. Thy heart, in pain and weakness, Of fancied faults afraid ; The little trembling hand That wipes thy quiet... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1925 - 408 páginas
...have her will, And said, " Nay, we are seven." WILLIAM WORDSWORTH. TO A CHILD DURING SICKNESS. SLEIU> breathes at last from out thee, My little patient...praise. Thy sidelong pillowed meekness ; Thy thanks to nil that aid ; Thy heart, in pain and weakness, Of fancied faults afraid ; The little trembling hand... | |
 | Samuel Drew - 1821 - 664 páginas
...breathes at last from out tliee. My litüe patient boy: And balmy rest about thee Smooths ofl'lhe tlav's annoy. I sit me down and think Of all thy winning...sudden shrink That I had less to praise. Thy sidelong pillow'd meekness, Thv thanks to all that aid, Thy heart in pain and weakness. Of fancied faults afraid... | |
 | William Conant Church - 1867 - 1078 páginas
...shall find thy queen handmaiden, Philip, my king I Hear Leigh Hunt by his boy's couch of illness : Thy sidelong, pillowed meekness. Thy thanks to all that aid, Thy heart in pain and meekness, Of fancied faults afraid ; The little trembling hand That wipes thy quiet tears ; These,... | |
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