 | 1843 - 316 頁
...earth to me, I will name my mother's grave. There I stand chastened, subdued, penitent and humbled. " My mother ! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch, even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps... | |
 | 1843 - 184 頁
...wrought ; Thus, on its sounding anvil, shaped Each burning deed and thought. LONGFELLOW. TO HIS MOTHER. MY mother ! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Thy maidens... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1843 - 358 頁
...poignantly, and \>e has recorded his feelings on this occasion in the most beautiful of his minor poems. My mother! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, — Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps... | |
 | Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 944 頁
...were her own: And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she. 20 My mother! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed? Hovered... | |
 | 1916 - 792 頁
...were her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, e, And plucked his gown to share the good man's smile. 184 His ready sm 20 > My mother 1 when I learnt that thou wast dead" Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ?... | |
 | Elizabeth McCracken - 1917 - 234 頁
...renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian revery, A momentary dream that thou art she. My mother! when...dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, Life's journey just begun? Perhaps thou... | |
 | Elizabeth McCracken - 1917 - 228 頁
...renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian revery, A momentary dream that thou art she. My mother! when...dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, Life's journey just begun? Perhaps thou... | |
 | Ernest Bernbaum - 1918 - 436 頁
...renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian revery, A momentary dream that thou art. she. My mother !...dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun? Perhaps, thou... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1921 - 506 頁
...later. OH that those lips had language! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard them last. My mother, when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, W retch even then, life's journey just begun? Perhaps thou... | |
 | Oswald Doughty - 1922 - 488 頁
...of Norfolk : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she. The thought is similar to that in the opening stanzas of Rossetti's Portrait : This is her picture... | |
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But gladly, as the precept were her own: And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she. My mother! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say,... 
