A Book of Dakota RhymesEducator School Supply Company, 1898 - 175 ページ |
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... the question wearily replied , Sighing , as low his wavering taper burned : " Life is a school where nothing can be learned . " The penitent - the midnight long since sped- Upon the 12 A BOOK OF DAKOTA RHYMES What is Life?
... the question wearily replied , Sighing , as low his wavering taper burned : " Life is a school where nothing can be learned . " The penitent - the midnight long since sped- Upon the 12 A BOOK OF DAKOTA RHYMES What is Life?
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... sigh Of the breeze that passes by . Now along the brookside's brink , Where the cattle splash and drink ; Through rank bunches of blue flag Where the children loiter , lag , When from school they homeward turn , Walking deep through ...
... sigh Of the breeze that passes by . Now along the brookside's brink , Where the cattle splash and drink ; Through rank bunches of blue flag Where the children loiter , lag , When from school they homeward turn , Walking deep through ...
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... sigh when I swore to die If my love should ever fail- If my love should ever fail for her , My queen of the tropical seas ; Then I stole a kiss from this mythical miss As I gave her fin a squeeze . But away she ran with a gay merman ...
... sigh when I swore to die If my love should ever fail- If my love should ever fail for her , My queen of the tropical seas ; Then I stole a kiss from this mythical miss As I gave her fin a squeeze . But away she ran with a gay merman ...
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... Sighs through the spring - blown buds , And over head and breast The flowers come down in floods . When I awake , the moon On forest border shines . The yellow light around A foreign land outlines . And as I gaze about For flowers ...
... Sighs through the spring - blown buds , And over head and breast The flowers come down in floods . When I awake , the moon On forest border shines . The yellow light around A foreign land outlines . And as I gaze about For flowers ...
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... sigh for the fallen brave ; Eyes affixed on the fated spot Where numberless heroes found a grave . Past the blanketed , crafty Crows , Looking askance with their beady eyes ; Steadily onward the column goes Up to the ridge where ...
... sigh for the fallen brave ; Eyes affixed on the fated spot Where numberless heroes found a grave . Past the blanketed , crafty Crows , Looking askance with their beady eyes ; Steadily onward the column goes Up to the ridge where ...
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acrost B. W. BURLEIGH bard Bethsaida breath breeze bright brooklet BROWN Capernaum CHARLES BRACY LAWTON clouds CLOVER cradle will rock crickets Dakota,-when the birds dark Dear little face DILLMAN DOANE ROBINSON dream eyes fair flowers G. G. WENZLAFF gleam golden grass gray grief to live happy hear heart heerd hide hills I'm a boy joy to live Know'st thou land laugh life's light little dog laughed lost at last meadow-lark MORTIMER nature's night o'er passed PHILLIPS TATRO pines sing wild pipes prairie rain Rockaby round sad to live sail sang shadders shines sigh singin skies sleep smile song soul summer sweet to live SYLVAN LAKE tears thee there's throng Tis grief Tis joy Tis sad Tis sweet trail tree W'en Walhalla wander weary whizzin wild rose winding Sioux winds are free wings Wodan youth
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21 ページ - Rockabye Baby, on the tree top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock, When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, Down will come baby, cradle and all.
151 ページ - And well they know the way; The dim trail, the grim trail. The trail of toil and fray. With tattered guidons spectral thin Above their swaying ranks. With carbines swung and sabres slung And the gray dust on their flanks. They march again as they marched it then When the red men dogged their track, The gloom trail, the doom trail, The trail they came not back. They pass, like a flutter of drifting fog, As the hostile tribes have passed, As the wild-wing'd birds and the bison herds And the unfenced...
174 ページ - A little more tired at close of day, A little less anxious to have our way, A little less ready to scold and blame, A little more care for a brother's name, And so, we are nearing the journey's end, Where time and eternity meet and blend.
129 ページ - SWEET, thou hast trod on a heart. Pass ; there's a world full of men ; And women as fair as thou art Must do such things now and then. Thou only hast stepped unaware, — Malice, not one can impute ; And why should a heart have been there In the way of a fair woman's foot...
174 ページ - And so we are folding our tents away And passing in silence at close of day. A little more leisure to sit and dream, A little more real the things unseen; A little nearer to those ahead, With visions of those long loved and dead; And so we are going where all must go, To the place the living may never know. A little more laughter, a few more tears, And we shall have told our increasing years.
22 ページ - Hey, diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon. The little dog laughed to see such sport, And the dish ran away with the spoon!
174 ページ - A little leas zeal for established truth, A little more charity in our views, A little less thirst for the daily news, And so, we are folding our tents away, And passing in silence, at close of day. A little more leisure to sit and dream, A little more real the things unseen, A little nearer to those ahead...
174 ページ - That leads to the gates of a better day. A little more love for the friends of youth. A little less zeal for established truth, A little more charity in our views, A little less thirst for the daily news, And so, we are folding our tents away, And passing in silence, at close of day.
147 ページ - The camp's asleep and thro' the gloom, The white-topped wagons spectral loom; And weird the lonesome coyotes call, And quiet stars stand watch o'er all. The fire's down— the shadows creep, Their work is done— the camp's asleep.
71 ページ - Joe kep' on the track, Follered her round ary place she 'ud go; I offered to lick him. Says she: " It's a treat; Le's watch an' fin' out what the poor critter'll do." Watched him, believin' the thing 'uz all right — That identical gal is Joe's widder to-night.