...I heard the bell toll'd on thy burial day ; I saw tho hearse that bore thee slow away; And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu !" Some of the richest poetry of our language has been drawn almost from the heart's-blood of those...

...heaven. Then will you enjoy the sweet anticipation, as your tears bedew her grave,— My Mother ! — where thou art gone, Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more. The claims of a...

...bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my little window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu. But waa it such i— COWPEB. THE winter months rolled heavily over the head of the youthful prisoner. With...

...bell toll'd on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And turning from my nursrry window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu!...gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word will pass my lips no more! • » • Thus many...

...unseen, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss. When I had thought of all thy love, I drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ?—it was.—Where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful...

...heard the bell tolled"1 on thy burial day ; I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away ; And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu !f But was it such ? It was. Where thou art gon«, Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I...

...heaven. Then will you enjoy the sweet anticipation, as your tears bedew her grave— My Mother!—where thou art gone, Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting words shall pass my lips no more. The claims of a...

...toll'd on thy burial day, • . I saw the hearse that bore thei?slow away, And turning from my nurs'ry window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu!...gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown, May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting wonl will pass my lips no more ! * * * . • Thus...

...toll'd on thy burial day ; I saw the hearse, that bore thee slow away ; And, turning from my nurs'ry window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such 1 It was. Where thou art gone, Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that...

...heard the bell tolled on thy burial-day ; I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away ; And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu. a boarding-school, the first of those sad changes through which a gentle spirit has to pass in this...