 | Park Benjamin, Oliver Wendell Holmes, John Osborne Sargent - 1833 - 114 pàgines
...prime, Ere the pruning knife of Time Cut him down, Not a better man was found By the Crier on his round But now he walks the streets, And he looks at all he meets So forlorn As he shakes his feeble head That it seems as if he said, " They are gone." The mossy marbles... | |
 | 1836 - 268 pàgines
...knife of Time Cut him down, Not a better man was found By the Crier on his round Through the town. \ But now he walks the streets, And he looks at all he meets So forlorn, And he shakes his feeble head That it seems as if he said, ' They are gone.' :The mossy... | |
 | 1836 - 694 pàgines
...knife of Time Cut him down, Not a better nun was found By the Crier on his round Through the town. " But now he walks the streets, And he looks at all he meets So forlorn, And he shakes his feeble head That it seems as if he said, ' They are gone.' " The mossy... | |
 | 1836 - 706 pàgines
...of Time Cut htm itm-, ii, Not a better man was found By the Crier on his round Through the town. ' But now he walks the streets, And he looks at all he meets So forlorn, And he shakes his feeble head That it seems as if ho said, 'They are gone." ' The mossy... | |
 | 1839 - 204 pàgines
...pruning-knife of Tune Cut him down, Not a better man was found, By the Crier on his round Through the town. " But now he walks the streets, And he looks at all...' " The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom ; And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb.... | |
 | John Keese - 1840 - 304 pàgines
...knife of Time Cut him down, Not a better man was found By the Crier on his round Through the town. But now he walks the streets, And he looks at all he meets So forlorn ; And he shakes his feeble head That it seems as if he said "They are gone," The mossy marbles... | |
 | 1841 - 376 pàgines
...knife of Time Cut him down, Not a better man was found By the Crier on his round Through the town. But now he walks the streets, And he looks at all he meets So forlorn ; And he shakes his feeble head, That it seems as if he said " They are gone." The mossy... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 pàgines
...pruning-knife of Time Cut him down, Not a better man was found By the crier on his round Through the town. But now he walks the streets, And he looks at all he meets So forlorn ; And he shakes his feeble head, That it seems as if he said, "They are gone." The mossy... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 538 pàgines
...priming-knife of Time Cut him down, Not a better man was found By the crier on his round Through the town. But now he walks the streets, And he looks at all he mrcts So forlorn ; And he shakes his feeble head, That it seems as if he said, "They are gone." The... | |
 | 1848 - 276 pàgines
...knife of Time Cut him down, Not a better man was found By the Crier on his round Through the town. But now he walks the streets, And he looks at all he meets So forlorn, And he shakes his feeble head That it seems as if he said, ' They are gone.' The mossy... | |
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Ere the pruning-knife of Time Cut him down, Not a better man was found By the Crier on his round Through the town. 
