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" She sate by the pillar; we saw her clear: 'Margaret, hist! come quick, we are here! Dear heart,' I said, 'we are long alone; The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan. "
The Christian remembrancer; or, The Churchman's Biblical, ecclesiastical ... - الصفحة 325
1854
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, المجلد 66

1849 - عدد الصفحات: 800
...hill. From the church came a murmur of folk at their prayers. But we stood without in the cold-blowing airs. We climbed on the graves, on the stones worn...gazed up the aisle through the small leaded panes. Bhe sate by the pillar ; we saw her clear : ' Margaret, hist ! come quick, we are here. Dear heart,'...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, المجلد 66

1849 - عدد الصفحات: 820
...the church came a murmur of folk at their prayen, wit we stood without in the cold-blowing airs. ™e climbed on the graves, on the stones worn with rains,...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,'...

Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country, المجلد 39

1849 - عدد الصفحات: 780
...came a murmur of folk at their prayers, But we stood without in the cold-blowing airs. We climb 'd on the graves, on the stones, worn with rains, And...gazed up the aisle through the small leaded panes. She sate by the pillar, we saw her clear : ' Margaret, hist ! come quick, we are here. Dear heart,' I said,...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, المجلد 66

1849 - عدد الصفحات: 812
...From the church cauiea murmur of folk at their prayers, Bat we stood without in the cold-blowing nlrs. We climbed on the graves, on the stones worn with rains, And we gazed up the aisle through the unall tended panes. She sate by the pllinr ; we saw her clear: ' Margaret, hist ! come quick, xve are...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, المجلد 66

1849 - عدد الصفحات: 842
...hill. From the church came a murmur of folk at their prayers. But we stood without in the cold-blowing airs. We climbed 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...

The Eclectic Review, المجلد 9;المجلد 101

Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 966
...the little grey church on the windy hill. From the church came a murmur ot'folk at their prayers; Hut we stood without in the cold blowing airs. We climbed...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...

The Bristol magazine and West of England monthly review, المجلد 1

1857 - عدد الصفحات: 656
...hill. From the church came a murmur of folk at their prayers ; But we stood without in the cold-blowing airs. We climbed on the graves, on the stones worn...rains, And we gazed up the aisle through the small leaden panes ; She sat by the pillar, we saw her clear. ' Margaret ! hist ! come quick, we are here...

The Children's Garland: From the Best Poets

Coventry Patmore - 1862 - عدد الصفحات: 372
...church came a murmur of folk at their prayers, But we stood without in the cold blowing airs. We climb'd on the graves on the stones worn with rains, And we...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...

Playtime with the poets: a selection of the best English poetry for the use ...

Playtime - 1863 - عدد الصفحات: 436
...hill. From the church came a murmur of folk at their prayers, But we stood without in the cold-blowing airs. We climbed on the graves, on the stones worn...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...

The poetical reader for school and home use, ed. by J.C. Curtis

John Charles Curtis - 1863 - عدد الصفحات: 182
...To the little gray church on the windy hill. From the church came a murmur of folk at their prayers, But we stood without in the cold blowing airs. We...gazed up the aisle through the small leaded panes. She sate by the pillar ; we saw her clear : " Margaret, hist ! come quick, we are here. Dear heart," I...




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