You say the sun shines bright ; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless... The child's own book of poetry - Page 75by Child - 1880Full view - About this book
| Ballads, English - 1783 - 360 pages
...the fight, O tell your poor blind boy ! You talk of wond'rous things you feef You fay the fun fnines bright ; I feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night. • Written for, and fet by the celebrated mr. Stanley, organift of St. Andrews, Holbotn. My My day... | |
| Vicesimus Knox - English poetry - 1796 - 476 pages
...О tell your poor biiad boy ! You talk of wondrous things you fee^ You fay the fun (bines bright ; [ feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night > My day or night myfelf I make, Whene'er I Леер or play ; And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere always day.... | |
| Apollo - 1800 - 224 pages
...SIGHT ? O, tell your poor blind boy ! You talk of wond'rous things you fee, You fay the fun fhines bright ; I feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myfelf I make, Whene'er 1 fleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 'twere always day. With... | |
| William Burdon - 1805 - 108 pages
...of the fight, Oh tell a poor blind boy. You talk of wondrous things you fee ; You fay the fun fhines bright ; I feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or. night myfelf I make Whene'er I fleep or play ; And could I always keep awake With me 'twere always day. With... | |
| Poetry - 1806 - 192 pages
...that tiling call'd light, Which I must ne'er enjoy ? What are the blessings of the sight ? O tell your poor blind boy ! -You talk of wondrous things you see ; You say the sun shines bright : 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er... | |
| Ballads, English - 1819 - 394 pages
...that thing call'd light, Which I must ne'er enjoy j What are the blessings of the sight, O tell your poor blind boy ! You talk of wond'rous things you see, You say the sun shines bright ; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night. My day or night myself I make, Whene'er... | |
| Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 pages
...O tell your poor blind boy! You talk of wondrous things you sec, You say the sun shines bright ; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night f My day or night myself I make, Whene'er 1 sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 'tiverc... | |
| Poetical monitor - 1819 - 168 pages
...that thing called Light, Which I must ne'er enjoy ? What are the blessings of the sight ? 0 tell your poor blind boy ! You talk of wond'rous things you see ; You say the sun shines bright; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night P My day or night myself I make, Whene'er I... | |
| Albert Picket - Spellers - 1819 - 258 pages
...call'd light, Which I must ne'er enjoy ? . What are the blessings of the sight ? O tell apoyrblind boy! You talk of wondrous things you see. You say the sun shines bright : 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I inane, Whene'er... | |
| Children's poetry, English - 1820 - 190 pages
...call'd light, Which I must ne'er enjoy ? What are the blessings of the sight ? O tell your poor blin»J boy ! You talk of wondrous things you see ; You say the sun shines bright : 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make When'er I... | |
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