 | Clara Arnold - 1853 - 144 páginas
...bright : I feel him -\varm ; but how can he Or make it day or night? *- v My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I always keep...With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure, with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My... | |
 | sir Richard Phillips - 1853
...shines bright; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play; And could I always keep...With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have, My... | |
 | Hymns - 1853
...shines bright ; I feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night; My day or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play : And could I always keep awake, With me 'twere always day. Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy While thus I sing I am a king, Although a... | |
 | Mary (aunt, pseud.) - 1854 - 91 páginas
...bright ; I feel him warm, but how can he, Or make it day, or night ? My day or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play, And could I always keep...With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure, with patience, I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have... | |
 | George Mogridge - 1854
...bright ; I feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? * My day and night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I always keep awake, With me 'twere always day. ' Then let not what I cannot have My peace of mind destroy ; While thus I sing, I am a king, Although... | |
 | 1854 - 430 páginas
...day or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 't were always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My... | |
 | 1855 - 430 páginas
...day or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 't were always day. With heavy sighs I often hear . You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 430 páginas
...day or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 't were always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My... | |
 | EPES SARGENT - 1857
...shines bright ; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I always keep awake, With me 't were always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience... | |
 | 1857 - 260 páginas
...; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make, When'er I sleep or play, And could I always keep awake, With me 't were always day. With heavy sighs I often hear Yon mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience... | |
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twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy : Whilst thus I sing, I am a king, Although a poor blind boy. 
