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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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The Late English Poets

Richard Henry Stoddard - English poetry - 1865 - 562 pages
...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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Spring-time with the poets, poetry selected and arranged by F. Martin

Frances Martin - English poetry - 1866 - 506 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 British Quarterly Review, Volume 42

Henry Allon - Christianity - 1865 - 534 pages
...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 no...
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A household book of English poetry, selected with notes by R.C. Trench

Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868 - 458 pages
...we gazed up the aisle through the small leaded panes. She sate by the pillar; we saw her clear: 76 'Margaret, hist! come quick, we are here. Dear heart,'...little ones moan.' But, ah, she gave me never a look, 80 For her eyes were sealed to the holy book. ' Loud prays the priest ; shut stands the door.' Come...
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The school book of poetry, ed. by W.C. Bennett

William Cox Bennett - 1870 - 202 pages
...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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The School Board Readers: Standard V : Adapted to the Requirements of the ...

Arithmetic - 1872 - 264 pages
...without in the cold blowing airs. We climbed on the graves, on the stones, worn with rains, 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...
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Sea and Shore: A Collection of Poems ...

Martha Le Baron Goddard - Sea poetry - 1874 - 382 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 Monsters of the Deep, and Curiosities of Ocean Life: A Book of Anecdotes ...

Armand Landrin - Marine animals - 1875 - 352 pages
...came a murmur of folks at their prayers, For we stood without In the cold-blowing airs. We climbed on the graves, on the stones worn with rains, And...alone ; The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan.' 276 BRYANT'S PROSE. But, oh, she gave me never a look, For her eyes were sealed by the Holy Book !...
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A New Library of Poetry and Song, Volume 2

William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1877 - 576 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 Hlone. The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan." But, ah, she gave me never a look, For her...
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The Code poetical reader, by a teacher

Code poetical reader - 1877 - 168 pages
...attentive gaze. Humming town, at H distance the noise of a town sounds like the humming of bees in a hive. She sate by the pillar ; we saw her clear : " Margaret,...little ones moan." But, ah, she gave me never a look, 80 Sealed, looking with For her eyes were sealed * to the holy hook. " Loud prays the priest ; shut...
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