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" That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here... "
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The Harbinger: A May-gift

Park Benjamin, Oliver Wendell Holmes, John Osborne Sargent - 1833 - 114 ページ
...crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here, But the old three cornered hat, And the breeches — and all that Are so queer...I do now At the old forsaken bough Where I cling. THE BALLAD OF THE OVSTERMAN. V It was a tall young oysterman lived by the river side, His shop was...

The Laurel: a Gift for All Seasons: Being a Collection of Poems

1836 - 268 ページ
...crack In his laugh, I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here, But the old three cornered hat, And the breeches — and all that Are so queer...I do now At the old forsaken bough, Where I cling. STANZAS. Bf JGC BRAIHARD. THE dead leaves strew the forest walk, And withered are the pale wild flowers...

The American Monthly Magazine, 第 1 巻、第 7 巻

1836 - 694 ページ
...me to sit and grin At him here, But the old three cornered hat, And the breeches — and all that, "And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the...do now At the old forsaken bough, Where I cling." Here is another from the same original and graphic hand — a bold, spirit-stirring lyric. It was written...

American Monthly Knickerbocker, 第 7 巻

1836 - 706 ページ
...ait and grin At him here, But the old three-cornered hat. And the breeches — and all that, Are *o queer! ' And if I should live to be The last leaf...the spring — Let them smile as I do now At the old foneakcn bough, Where I cling.' < LITERARY RECORD. BYBON'S WORKS. — The first volume of DEARBORN'S...

American Monthly Knickerbocker, 第 7 巻

1836 - 676 ページ
...grin At him here, But Iho old thrpp-cornered hat, And the hreerhes — sud all that, Are so queer 1 * And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In tho spring — Let the» smile as I do now At the old fnrsakcn bough. Where I cling.1 4 LITERARY RECORD....

The Book of the Months: A Gift for the Young

1839 - 204 ページ
...In his laugh. " I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here ; But the old three-cornered hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer...do now, At the old, forsaken bough Where I cling." The Thanksgiving, that festival peculiar for many years to New England, came round this month. Great...

The Poets of America, 第 1 巻

John Keese - 1840 - 304 ページ
...crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here, But the old three-cornered hat, And the breeches — and all that Are so queer...if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree „ 'm In the spring — Let them smile as I do now At the old forsaken bough Where I cling. THE BIRTH...

American Melodies: Containing a Single Selection from the Productions of Two ...

1841 - 376 ページ
...crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here, But the old three-cornered hat, And the breeches— and all that, Are so queer...Let them smile as I do now At the old forsaken bough I THINK OF THEE. BY OBOBeK n. PBBVTICB. I THiXi of thee. when morninir springs From sleep with plumage...

The Poets and Poetry of America: With an Historical Introduction

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 ページ
...crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here, But the old three-comer'd hat, And the breeches — and all that, Are so queer...Let them smile as I do now At the old forsaken bough 346 OLIVER W. HOLMES. OLD IRONSIDES." AT, tear her tatter'd ensign down ! Long has it waved on high,...

The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 558 ページ
...! she is dead Long ago — That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. And now his nose is thin. And it rests upon his chin Like...Let them smile as I do now At the old forsaken bough 845 OLIVER W. HOLMES. OLD IRONSIDES.* AT, tear her tatter'd ensign down ! Long has it waved on high,...




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