 My life is like the prints which feet Have left on Tampa's desert strand : Soon as the rising tide shall beat, All trace will vanish from the sand ; Yet, as if grieving to efface All vestige of the human race, On that lone shore loud moans the sea. But...  The Southern literary messenger - Seite 131835Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | 1819 - 552 Seiten
...away: Yet ere that leaf shall fall and fade, The parent tree shall mourn its shade. The winds bewail me leafless tree — But none shall breathe a sigh for...My life is like the print which feet Have left on Tcmpe's desart strand — Soon as the rising tide shall beat, This track will vanish from the sand... | |
 | Patrick O'Kelly - 1824 - 132 Seiten
...The parenMree shall mourn its shade! The winds bewail the leafless tree; But who shall then bewail for me? My life is like the print which feet, Have left on Lehinch desert strand $ Soon as the rising-tide shall beat, The track shall vanish from the sand; Yet,... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 Seiten
...winds bewail the leafless tree, — But none shall breathe a sigh for me ! My life is like the prints which feet Have left on Tampa's desert strand ; Soon as the rising tide shall beat, All trace will vanish from the sand ; Yet, as if grieving to efface All vestige of the human race,... | |
 | Piero Maroncelli - 1836 - 304 Seiten
...mourn its shade : The winds bewail the leafless tree, — But none shall breathe a sigh for me ! 18 " My life is like the print, which feet Have left on...desert strand ; Soon as the rising tide shall beat, The track shall vanish from the sand. Yet still, as grieving to efface All vestige of the human race,... | |
 | Basil Hall - 1836 - 368 Seiten
...away. Yet ere that leaf shall fall or fade, The parent tree shall mourn its shade, The winds bewail the leafless tree, But none shall breathe a sigh for me ! My life is like the print that feet Have left on Zara's desert strand ; Soon as the rising tide shall beat, The track shall vanish... | |
 | Basil Hall - 1836 - 228 Seiten
...away. { Yet ere that leaf shall fall or fade, The parent tree shall mourn its shade, The winds bewail the leafless tree, But none shall breathe a sigh for me ! My life is like the print that feet Have left on Zara's desert strand ; Soon as the rising tide shall beat, The track shall vanish... | |
 | John Keese - 1840 - 300 Seiten
...away! Yet, ere that leaf shall fall and fade, The parent-tree will mourn its shade, The winds bewail the leafless tree, But none shall breathe a sigh for me ! My life is like the prints, which feet Have left on Tampa's desert strand ; Soon as the rising tide shall beat, All trace... | |
 | John Keese - 1840 - 304 Seiten
...bewail the leafless tree, But none shall breathe a sigh for me ! STANZAS. 93 My life is like the prints, which feet Have left on Tampa's desert strand ; Soon as the rising tide shall beat, All trace will vanish from the sand ; Yet, as if grieving to efface 41 All vestige of the human race,... | |
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