 | Henry Davenport Northrop - 1888 - 712 páginas
...And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. They say that in his prime, Ere the pruning-knife of fime Cut him down, Not a better man was found By the crier on his round Through the town. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin, Like a staff; And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy... | |
 | William Swinton - 1887 - 686 páginas
...by the door, And again The pavement stones resound, As he totters o'er the ground With his cane. 2. They say that in his prime, Ere the pruning-knife of Time Cut him down. Not a better man was found Ry the crier on his round Through the town. 3. But now he walks the streets, And he looks at all he... | |
 | Albert Franklin Blaisdell - 1888 - 366 páginas
...by the door ; And again The pavement-stones resound As he totters o'er the ground 5 With his cane. They say that in his prime, Ere the pruning-knife of Time Cut him down, Not a better man was found I0 By the crier on his round Through the town. But now he walks the streets, And he looks at all he... | |
 | Francis Henry Underwood - 1889 - 702 páginas
...passed by the door, And again The pavement stones resound, As he totters o'er the ground With his cane. They say that in his prime, Ere the pruning-knife...found By the crier on his round Through the town. And he shakes his feeble head, That it seems as if he said, " They are gone." The mossy marbles rest... | |
 | Blanche Wilder Bellamy, Maud Wilder Goodwin - 1890 - 416 páginas
...before, As he passed by the door, And again The pavement stones resound As lie totters o'er the ground, They say that in his prime, Ere the pruning-knife...meets, Sad and wan, And he shakes his feeble head, And it seems as if he said: " They are gone ! " The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has pressed... | |
 | Mrs. Grace Townsend - 1890 - 640 páginas
...passed by the door; And again The pavement stones resound As he totters o'er the ground With his cane. They say that in his prime. Ere the pruning-knife...he walks the streets, And he looks at all he meets So forlorn, As he shakes his feeble head. That it seems as if he said, "They are gone." The mossy marbles... | |
 | Blanche Wilder Bellamy - 1890 - 410 páginas
...pavement stones resound As he totters o'er the ground, They say that in his prime, Ere the priming-knife of Time Cut him down, Not a better man was found By...meets, Sad and wan, And he shakes his feeble head, And it seems as if he said : " They are gone ! " The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has pressed... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1890 - 362 páginas
...he passed by the door, The pavement stones resound, Аз he totters o'er the ground With, his cane. They say that in his prime, Ere the pruning-knife...found By the Crier on his round Through the town. And he shakes his feeble head, That it seems as if he said, "They are gone." The mossy marbles rest... | |
 | Thomas William Herringshaw - 1890 - 1032 páginas
...passed by the door; And again The pavement-stones resound As he totters o'er the ground With his cane. They say, that in his prime. Ere the pruning-knife of Time Cut him down. Not a better man.was found By the crier on his round Through the town. But now he walks the streets. And he looks... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1891 - 96 páginas
...passed by the door, And again The pavement stones resound, As he totters o'er the ground With his cane. They say that in his prime, Ere the pruning-knife...shakes his feeble head, That it seems as if he said, The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom, And the names he loved to hear... | |
| |
I saw him once before, As he passed by the door, And again The pavement stones resound, As he totters o'er the ground With his cane. They say that in his prime, Ere the... 
