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" I had not walked above A mile or two from my first, love, And looking back — at that short space — Could see a glimpse of his bright face... "
Wales: A National Magazine for the English Speaking Parts of Wales - Side 33
redigert av - 1894
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English Lyrics

English Lyrics - 1883 - 296 sider
...infancy ! Before I understood this place Appointed for my second race, Or taught my soul to fancy ought But a white, celestial thought ; When yet I had not...love, And looking back, at that short space, Could see a glimpse of his bright face ; When on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an...
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With the Poets: A Selection of English Poetry

Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - 290 sider
...angel-infancy ! Before I understood this place Appointed for my second race, Or taught my soul to fancy aught But a white celestial thought ; When yet I had not...Love, And looking back, at that short space, Could see a glimpse of his bright face ; When on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an...
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Quiet Hours: A Collection of Poems

Mary Wilder Tileston - 1884
...angel-infancy ! Before I understood this place Appointed for my second race, Or taught my soul to fancy aught But a white, celestial thought ; When yet I had not...love, And looking back, at that short space, Could see a glimpse of his bright face ; When on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an...
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Storm and Calm on the Downs

Ellen E. Lushington - 1884 - 391 sider
...Appointed for my second race, Or taught my soul to fancy ought But a white, celestial thought; While yet I had not walked above A mile or two from my first...love; And looking back at that short space, Could catch a glimpse of His bright face." And so it was with little Teddy; and bad as he was, old Spring...
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Spare hours v. 1, 1861, Volum 1

John Brown - 1861
...second race, Or taught my soul to fancy ought But a white, Celestial! thought ; When yet I had not walkt above A mile or two from my first love, And looking back, at that short space, Could see a glimpse of his bright face; When on some gilded Cloud or flowre My gazing soul would dwell an...
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The North American Review, Volum 138

1884
...second race, Or taught my soul to fancy aught But a white Celestial thought; When yet I had not walkt above A mile or two from my first love, And looking back, at that short space, Could see a glimpse of his bright face : When on some gilded cloud or flowre My gazing soul would dwell an...
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HORAE SUBSECIVAE.

JOHN BROWN - 1885
...second race, Or taught my soul to fancy ought But a white, Celestiall thought; When yet I had not walkt above A mile or two from my first love, And looking back, at that short space, Could see a glimpse of his bright face; When on some gilded Cloud or flowre My gazing soul would dwell an...
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A biographical history of English literature

John Daniel Morell - 1885
...taught my soul to fancy aught But a white, celestial thought ; 4 When yet I had not walk'd above 6 A mile or two from my first love, And looking back, at that short space,0 Could see a glimpse 7 of his bright face ; When on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul...
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The Living Age ..., Volum 175

1887
...innocence with all its infinite possibilities : and we may well sigh over the happiness of a time, When yet I had not walked above A mile or two from...first love, And looking back at that short space Could see a glimpse of his bright face. Moreover, we have lost almost infinite opportunities. We have seen...
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Macmillan's Magazine, Volum 56

1887
...innocence with all its infinite possibilities; and we may well sigh over the happiness of a time, " When yet I had not walked above A mile or two from...first love, And looking back at that short space Could see a glimpse of his bright face." Moreover, we have lost almost infinite opportunities. We have seen...
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