 Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver moon: Sleep, my little one; sleep, my pretty one, sleep. —Tennyson. THE OWL. When cats run home and light is come. And dew is cold upon the ground, And the far off stream is dumb And the whirring sail...  New York Teachers' Monographs - Page 411903Full view - About this book
 | Samuel Prout Newcombe - 1850 - 706 pages
...cuuie to thee soon ; Father will come to his babe in the nest, Silver sails all out of the west, UnJer the silver moon; Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. 24th Week. TUESDAY. Natural History. MAMMALS. ORDER 10. THICK-SKINNED ANIMALS. Horse, Ztliva, Ass,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 1851 - 422 pages
...rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon; Father will come to his babe in the nest, Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. III. MOKN in the white wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1851 - 276 pages
...amorously, Again thou blushest angerly ; And o'er black brows drops down A sudden-curved frown. SONG. —THE OWL. WHEN cats run home and light is come, And dew is cold upon the ground, And the far-off stream is dumb, And the whirring sail goes round, And the whirring sail goes round ; Alone... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - Literary Criticism - 1853 - 234 pages
...rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon, Father will come to his babe in the nest: Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. ALFRED TBNNYSOJT. THE MARINER. YE winds that sweep the grove's green tops And kiss the mountains hoar,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 1853 - 200 pages
...rest, on mother's breaat, Father will come to thee soon; Father will conie to his babe in the nest, Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. III. MOEN in the white wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - Literary Criticism - 1853 - 228 pages
...rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon, Father will come to his babe in the nest : Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. ALFRED TENNYSON, THE MARINER. YE winds that sweep the grove's green tops And kiss the mountains hoar,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 216 pages
...rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon ; Father will como to his babe in the uest, Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. III. MOHN in the white wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. "We rose,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 316 pages
...rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon ; Father will come to his babe in the nest, Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. m. MORN in the white wake of the morning star Came furrowing all the orient into gold. We rose, and... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 284 pages
...amorously, Again thou blushest angerly; And o'er black brows drops down A sudden-curved frown. SONG. —THE OWL. WHEN cats run home and light is come, And dew is cold upon the ground, And the far-off stream is dumb, And the whirring sail goes round, And the whirring sail goes round; Alone and... | |
 | American periodicals - 1855 - 594 pages
...rest, on mother'e breast, Father will come to thee soon ; Father will come to his babe in the nest, Silver sails all out of the west. Under the silver...Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep." What a pictorial wealth he has lavished on his poetry ! A perfect gallery of pictures might be collected... | |
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