 | Lark - 1742 - 412 páginas
...? Tell your poor blind Boy. You talk of wond'rous Things you fee : You fay the Sun (hincs bright. I feel him warm ; but how can he Then make it Day or Night ? My Day or Night my (elf I make, Whene'er I wake, or play , And could I ever keep awake, With me 'twere... | |
 | Edward Arber - 1899 - 336 páginas
...tell your poor blind boy! 'You talk of wondrous things you see, You say, " The sun shines bright!" I feel him warm; but how can he Then make it day, or night ? ' My day, or night, myself I make; Whene'er I wake, or play: And could I ever keep awake, It would... | |
 | Edward Arber - 1899 - 354 páginas
...tell your poor blind boy ! 'You talk of wondrous things you see, You say, "The sun shines bright!" I feel him warm ; but how can he Then make it day, or night ? ' My day, or night, myself I make ; Whene'er I wake, or play : And could I ever keep awake, It would... | |
 | Edward Arber - 1901 - 350 páginas
...tell your poor blind boy! ' You talk of wondrous things you see, You say, " The sun shines bright!" I feel him warm; but how can he Then make it day, or night ? ' My day, or night, myself I make; Whene'er I wake, or play: And could I ever keep awake, It would... | |
 | Robert Maynard Leonard - 1909 - 636 páginas
...tell your poor blind boy. You talk of wondrous things you see, You say ' The sun shines bright. ' I feel him warm ; but how can he Then make it day or night ? Wel coudo he fortunen the ascendent Of his images for his pacient. He knew the cause of everich maladye,... | |
 | Iolo Aneurin Williams - 1923 - 528 páginas
...O, tell your poor blind boy ! You talk of wondrous things you see, You say the sun shines bright ; I feel him warm, but how can he Then make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make, Whene'er I wake, or play ; And could I ever keep awake, It would be... | |
 | Helene Koon - 2015 - 280 páginas
...O tell your poor Blind Boy? You talk of wond'rous things you see, You say the Sun shines bright: 1 feel him warm, but how can he Then make it Day, or Night. My Day, or Night my self I make, When'er I wake, or play; And cou'd I ever keep awake, It wou'd be... | |
 | Our Experts - 60 páginas
...0 tell your poor blind boy! ''You talk of wondrous things you see, You say the sun shines bright; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Then make it day or night? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play; And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere... | |
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Light ? Which I can ne'er enjoy. What is the blessing of the sight ? O, tell your poor blind boy! 'You talk of wondrous things you see, You say, 