 | Robert Aris Willmott - American poetry - 1857 - 426 pages
...Fancy in her heaven flies free, They come, my love, they come from thee. Oh, when more thought we gave, of old, To silver, than some give to gold, 'Twas sweet to sit and ponder o'er How we should deck our humble bower ; 'Twas sweet to pull, in hope, with thee, The golden fruit of... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - American poetry - 1857 - 436 pages
...How we should deck our humble bower ; 'Twas sweet to pull, in hope, with thee, The golden fruit of Fortune's tree ; And sweeter still to choose and twine A garland for that brow of thine : A song-wreath which may grace my Jeau, While rivers flow, and woods grow green.... | |
 | Emma Jane WORBOISE - 1858 - 454 pages
...BEAUTIFUL SPBING. 281 CHAPTEB XXIII. " O when more thought we gave of old To silver, than some gave to gold, 'Twas sweet to sit and ponder o'er What things should deck our humble bower." ALLAN AT length the cold winds ceased to blow. The heavy grey clouds rolled away, and the soft blue... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - American poetry - 1858 - 642 pages
...thought we gave, of old, To silver, than some give to gold, 'Twas sweet to sit and ponder o'er How we should deck our humble bower; 'Twas sweet to pull, in hope, with thec, The golden fruit of Fortune's tree ; And sweeter still to choose and twine A garland for that... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1859 - 420 pages
...They come, my love, they come from thee. 'Twas sweet to pull, in hope, with thee, The golden fruit of fortune's tree; A'nd sweeter still to choose and twine A garland for that brow of thine : A song-wreath which may grace my Jean, While rivers flow, and woods grow green.... | |
 | John Williamson Palmer - Folk songs - 1861 - 540 pages
...Fancy in her heaven flies free, They come, my love, they come from thee. O, when more thought we gave, of old. To silver, than some give to gold, 'Twas sweet to sit and ponder o'er How we should deck our humble bower : 'Twas sweet to pull, in hope, with thee, The golden fruit of... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - Love poetry - 1861 - 526 pages
...deep enthusiast thought, And fancy in her heaven flies free, They come, my love, they come from thee. 'Twas sweet to sit and ponder o'er What things should deck our humble bower! ?T was sweet to pull in hope with thee The golden fruit from Fortune's tree ; And sweeter still to... | |
 | Life-lights - 1864 - 344 pages
...Fancy in her heaven flies free, They come, my love, they come from thee. Oh, when more thought we gave, of old, To silver than some give to gold, 'Twas sweet to sit and ponder o'er How we should deck our humble bower ; 'Twas sweet to pull in hope, with thee, The golden fruit of Fortune's... | |
 | Women - 1865 - 380 pages
...Fancy in her heaven flies free, They come, my love, they come from thee. Oh, when more thought we gave, of ol'd, To silver, than some give to gold, 'Twas sweet to sit and ponder o'er How we should deck our humble bower ; 'Twas sweet to pull, in hope, with thee, The golden fruit of... | |
 | Henry Southgate - Fore-edge painting - 1865 - 398 pages
...Fancy in her heaven flies free, They come, my love, they come from thee. Oh, when more thought we gave, of old, To silver, than some give to gold, 'Twas sweet to sit and ponder o'er How we should deck our humble bower ; 'Twas sweet to pull, in hope, with thee, The golden fruit of... | |
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When words come down like dews unsought With gleams of deep enthusiast thought, And fancy in her heaven flies free — They come, my love, they come from thee. 
