 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - American poetry - 1837 - 408 pages
...cedar shade. The Sea, the lone blue sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep; He was the lov'd of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps...vines are drest, Above the noble slain ; He wrapt his colors round his breast, On a blood-red field of Spain. And one — o'er her the myrtle showers Its... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - American poetry - 1837 - 408 pages
...bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are drest, Above the noble slain ; He wrapt his colors round his breast, On a blood-red field of Spain. And one — o'er her the myrtle showers Its leaves, by soft winds fann'd ; She faded midst Italian flowers, — The... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - American poetry - 1839 - 408 pages
...is laid — The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar-shade. The sea, the lone blue sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep; He was the...vines are drest, Above the noble slain; He wrapt his colors round his breast, On a blood-red field of Spain. And one — o'er her the myrtle showers Its... | |
 | Samuel Willard - Animals - 1839 - 186 pages
...stream is laid. The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one ; He lies where pearls lie deep. He was the...loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. And one, o'er her the myrtle showers Its leaves, by soft winds fanned ; And parted thus, they rest,... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1839
...is laid — The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one — He lies where pearls lie deep ; ' " •...loved of all, yet none . 'O'er his low bed may weep. He wrapt his colours round his breast On a blood-red field of Spain. And one — o'er her the myrtle... | |
 | M. S. - English poetry - 1839 - 175 pages
...cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep ; He was the lov'd of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are dress'd Above the noble slain, He wrapt his colours round his breast, On a blood-red field of Spain.... | |
 | 1840
...is laid — The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one — He lies where pearls lie deep ; He was...breast On a blood-red field of Spain. And one— o'er her the myrtle showers Its leaves, by soft winds fann'd ; She faded 'midst Italian flowers— The last... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1840
...is laid — The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one — He lies where pearls lie deep ; He was...breast On a blood-red field of Spain. And one — o'er her the myrtle showers Its leaves, by soft winds fann'd ; She faded 'midst Italian flowers — The... | |
 | 1840
...stream is laid; The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep; He was the...bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are dress'd Above the noble slain, He wrapp'd his colours round his breast, On a blood-red field of Spain.... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Hemans - 1840
...is laid — The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one — He lies where pearls lie deep ; He was...loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. He wrapt his colours round his breast On a blood-red field of Spain. And one — o'er her the myrtle... | |
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O'er each fair sleeping brow ; She had each folded flower in sight — ' Where are those dreamers now ? One midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream, is laid ; The Indian knows his place of rest Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea,... 
