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" we are long alone; ' The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan." But, ah! she gave me never a look, For her eyes were sealed to the holy book. Loud prays the priest; shut stands the door. Come away, children, call no more! Come away, come down, call... "
The shorter Globe readers, compiled and ed. by A.F. Murison. Standard 2-6 - Page 152
edited by - 1884
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 66

Literary Criticism - 1849
...graves, on the stones worn with rains, And we gazed up the aisle through the small leaded panes. Bhe sate by the pillar ; we saw her clear : ' Margaret,...alone, The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan.' For her eyes were sealed to the holy book. ' Loud prays the priest ; shut stands the door.' Come away,...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine

England - 1849
...the unall tended panes. She sate by the pllinr ; we saw her clear: ' Margaret, hist ! come quick, xve are here. Dear heart,' I said, ' we are long alone,...But, ah, she gave me never a look, For her eyes were sealed to the holy book. Loud рглуз the priest; shut stands the door. Come away, children, call...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 66

Political Science - 1849
...on the graves, on the stones worn with rains, ч And we gazed up the aisle through the small leaded panes. She sate by the pillar ; we saw her clear :...Dear heart,' I said, • we are long alone, The sea growl stormy, the little ones moan.' Dut, ali, «lie gare me never ft look, For her eyes were sealed...
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The Edinburgh monthly magazine [afterw.] Blackwood's Edinburgh ..., Volume 66

1849
...graves, on the stones worn with rains, And we gazed up the aisle through the small leaded panes. 8* sate by the pillar ; we saw her clear : ' Margaret, hist ! come quick, we are here, war heart,' I snid, • we are long alone, ™« «e» grows stormy, tlie little ones moan.' ' Loud...
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Poems

Matthew Arnold - 1854 - 255 pages
...climb'd on the graves,on the stones, worn with rains, And we gaz'd up the aisle through the small leaded panes. She sate by the pillar ; we saw her clear :...The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan." But, ab, she gave me never a look, For her eyes were seal'd to the holy book. " Loud prays the priest ;...
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The Eclectic Review, Volume 9; Volume 101

William Hendry Stowell - Literary Criticism - 1855
...on the stones worn with rains, And we gazed up the aisle, through the small leaded pones. She Kate by the pillar, we saw her clear. ' Margaret ! hist ! come, quick, we are here!1 ' Dear heart,' 1 said, ' we are long alone.' ' The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan.'...
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The Bristol magazine and West of England monthly review

English literature - 1857
...graves, on the stones worn with rains, And we gazed up the aisle through the small leaden panes ; She sat by the pillar, we saw her clear. ' Margaret ! hist...But, ah, she gave me never a look, For her eyes were sealed to the holy book. Loud prays the priest, shut stands the door. Come away, children, call no.more...
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The children's garland: from the best poets

Children's poetry - 1862 - 344 pages
...graves on the stones worn with rains, And we gazed up the aisle through the small leaded, panes. She sat by the pillar ; we saw her clear ; ' Margaret, hist...quick, we are here. Dear heart,' I said, ' we are here alone. The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan.' But, ah, she gave me never a look, For her...
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The poetical reader for school and home use, ed. by J.C. Curtis

John Charles Curtis - 1863
...climbed on the graves, on the stones, worn with rains, And we gazed up the aisle through the small leaded panes. She sate by the pillar ; we saw her clear :...But, ah, she gave me never a look, For her eyes were sealed to the holy book. " Loud prays the priest ; shut stands the door." Come away, children, call...
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Playtime with the poets: a selection of the best English poetry for the use ...

Playtime - History - 1863
...graves, on the stones worn with rains, And we gazed up the aisle through the small leaded panes. She sat by the pillar ; we saw her clear ; " Margaret ! hist...quick, we are here. Dear heart," I said, " we are here alone, The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan." But ah ! she gave me never a look, For her...
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