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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. "
The Spirit of the English Magazines - Page 479
1825
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The Poets of the Nineteenth Century, Volume 1808

Robert Aris Willmott - American poetry - 1857 - 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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The Poets of the Nineteenth Century, Volume 1808

Robert Aris Willmott - American poetry - 1857 - 397 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....
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Kingsdown Lodge

Emma Jane Worboise - 1858
...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...
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The Poets of the Nineteenth Century

Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - American poetry - 1858 - 616 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...
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Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, Volume 6

Beautiful poetry - 1859
...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....
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Folk Songs

John Williamson Palmer - Folk songs - 1861 - 466 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...
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The Loves and Heroines of the Poets

Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861
...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...
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Life-lights of song, ed. by D. Page, Volume 2; Volume 56

Life-lights - 1864
...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...
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What Men Have Said about Woman: A Collection of Choice Sentences

Women - 1865 - 320 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...
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What Men Have Said about Woman: A Collection of Choice Thoughts and Sentences

Henry Southgate - Fore-edge painting - 1865 - 320 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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