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" Tis of a little child Upon a lonesome wild, Not far from home, but she hath lost her way: And now moans low in bitter grief and fear, And now screams loud, and hopes to make her mother hear. "
MacMillan's Magazine - Page 83
edited by - 1887
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Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 36

England - 1834 - 918 pages
...little child, Upon a lonesome wild, Not far from home, but she hafh lost her way, And now moans low, in hitter grief and fear, And now screams loud, and hopes to make her mother hear." The transition from this fanciful rather than imaginative dallying with the midnight wind, to an invocation...
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Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 pages
...child Upon a lonesome wild, Not far from home, but she hath lost her way : And now moans low in bitter grief and fear, And now screams loud, and hopes to make her mother hear. VIII. 'Tis midnight, but small thoughts have I of sleep : Full seldom may my friend such vigils keep...
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The Poetical Works of S.T. Coleridge: Including the Dramas of Wallenstein ...

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1828 - 374 pages
...child Upon a lonesome wild, Not far from home, but she hath lost her way : And now moans low in bitter grief and fear, And now screams loud, and hopes to make her mother hear. VIII. "Tis midnight, but small thoughts have I of sleep : Full seldom may my friend such vigils keep...
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The British poets of the nineteenth century, including the select works of ...

British poets - 1828 - 838 pages
...child I'pon a lonesome wild, >ot far from home, but she hath lost her way : And now moans low in bitter grief and fear, And now screams loud, and hopes to make her mother hear. 'Tis midnight, but small thoughts have I of sleep : Full seldom may my friend such vigils keep ! Visit...
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The British Critic, Quarterly Theological Review, and ..., Volume 16

1834 - 512 pages
...child Upon a lonesome wild, Not far from home, but she had lost her way : And now moans low in bitter grief and fear, And now screams loud, and hopes to make her mother hear. 'Tis midnight, but small thoughts have I of sleep : Full seldom may my friend such vigils keep ! Visit...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 36

Scotland - 1834 - 896 pages
...child, Upon a lonesome wild, Not far from home, but she hath lost her way, And now moans low, in bitter grief and fear, And now screams loud, and hopes to make her mother hear." «-. <i I'llK • Mill . IK- • il '» •>. •!•• •• •n-tljl . :.!• t. •!-•:•{...
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The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Prose and Verse: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - 582 pages
...child Upon a lonesome wild. Not far from home, but she hath lost her way, And now moons low in bilier htingales VIII. T is midnight, but small thoughts have I of sleep : Full seldom may my friend such vigils keep...
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The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Prose and Verse

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 582 pages
...little child ( Upon a lonesome wild, Not far from home, but she hath lost her way, And now moans low in hitter grief and fear, And now screams loud, and hopes to make her mother hear. VIII. T is midnight, but small thoughts have I of sleep: Full seldom may my friend such vigils keep...
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The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 558 pages
...Upon a lonesome wild, Not far from home — but she had lost her way ; And now, moans low, in bitter grief and fear, And now, screams loud, and hopes to make her mother hear ! T is mid night ! — but small thoughts have I of sleep. Full seldom may my friend such vigils keep...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1846 - 540 pages
...little child, Upon a lonesome wild, Not far from home — but she had lost her way ; And now, moans low, in hitter grief and fear, And now, screams loud, and hopes to make her mother hear ! "T is midnight ! — but small thoughts have I of sleep. Full seldom may my friend such vigils keep...
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