 Away out yonder I see a star — Silvery star with a tinkling song; To the soft dew falling I hear it calling — Calling and tinkling the night along. In through the window a moonbeam comes — Little gold moonbeam with misty wings; All silently creeping,...  Scientific Temperance Journal - Страница 21909Пуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | Eugene Field - 1889 - 224 страница
...Little gold moonbeam with misty wings ; All silently creeping, it asks, " Is he sleeping — Sleeping and dreaming while mother sings ? " Up from the sea...come no more. But sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings, Little blue pigeon with mournful eyes ; Am I not singing ? — see, I am swinging — Swinging... | |
 | Eugene Field - 1890 - 224 страница
...Little gold moonbeam with misty wings ; All silently creeping, it asks, " Is he sleeping — Sleeping and dreaming while mother sings ? " Up from the sea...moaning — Bemoaning the ship that shall come no more. ; OOD-BY — GOD 1 LIKE the AngloS With its direct re\ takes a hold, and see ~~\Vay down into your... | |
 | 1891 - 588 страница
...: " Is he sleeping — Sleeping and dreaming while mother sings?" Up from the sea there floats th~. sob Of the waves that are breaking upon the shore,...come no more. But sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings — Little blue pigeon with mournful eyes ; Am 1 not singing? — see, I am swinging — Swinging... | |
 | Eugene Field - 1892 - 148 страница
...Little gold moonbeam with misty wings; All silently creeping, it asks : " Is he sleeping — Sleeping and dreaming while mother sings ? " Up from the sea...come no more. But sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings — Little blue pigeon with mournful eyes; Am I not singing? — see, I am swinging — Swinging... | |
 | Eugene Field - 1892 - 148 страница
...the night along. In through the window a moonbeam comes — Little gold moonbeam with misty wings; Up from the sea there floats the sob Of the waves...come no more. But sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings — Little blue pigeon with mournful eyes; Am I not singing? — see, I am swinging — Swinging... | |
 | Eugene Field - 1894 - 266 страница
...— Little gold moonbeam with misty wings ; All silently creeping, it asks: "Is he sleeping Sleeping and dreaming while mother sings ? " Up from the sea...come no more. But sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings — Little blue pigeon with mournful eyes; Am I not singing? — see, l am swinging — Swinging... | |
 | 1895 - 328 страница
...Little gold moonbeam with misty wings ; All silently creeping, it asks, " Is he sleeping — Sleeping and dreaming while mother sings ? " Up from the sea...anguish, and moaning Bemoaning the ship that shall come in no more. But sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings, Little blue pigeon with mournful eyes ;... | |
 | 1895 - 328 страница
...Little gold moonbeam with misty wings ; All silently creeping, it asks, " Is he sleeping — Sleeping and dreaming while mother sings ? " Up from the sea...shore, As though they were groaning in anguish, and moaningBemoaning the ship that shall come in no more. But sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings,... | |
 | Eugene Field - 1896 - 266 страница
...hear it calling — Calling and tinkling the night along. In through the window a moonbeam comes, — Little gold moonbeam with misty wings ; All silently...come no more. But sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings, — Little blue pigeon with mournful eyes ; Am I not singing? — see, I am swinging — Swinging... | |
 | Mary Isabella Lovejoy - 1896 - 328 страница
...Little gold moonbeam with misty wings ; All silently creeping, it asks, " Is he sleeping — Sleeping and dreaming while mother sings ? " Up from the sea...anguish, and moaning Bemoaning the ship that shall come in no more. But sleep, little pigeon, and fold ycfur wings, Little blue pigeon with mournful eyes ;... | |
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