 | William Wordsworth - 1919 - 346 pages
...Suggested to her while beside my sleeping children, THE days are cold, the nights are long, The north-wind sings a doleful song; Then hush again upon my breast;...merry things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty JLove! The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, The crickets long have ceased their mirth; There 's nothing... | |
 | Lullabies - 1921 - 210 pages
...darling! the Sand-Man has found her, And when she has grown, may he still be a friend. ELMER RUAN COATES. THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. The days are cold, the nights are long, The north-wind sings a doleful song; Then hush again upon my breast; All merry things are now at rest,... | |
 | Adolph Charles Babenroth - Children in literature - 1922 - 426 pages
...babe, gives a realistic air of improvisation. The days are cold, the nights are long, The north-wind sings a doleful song; Then hush again upon my breast;...things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty Love ! The kitten sleeps upon the hearth. The crickets long have ceased their mirth; There's nothing stirring... | |
 | Anna I. Birmingham, George Philip Krapp - English language - 1922 - 252 pages
...moss wrong frost cloth moth soft throng cross thong cough trough gloss tongs gone dross lacross. 1. "The days are cold, the nights are long, The north wind sings a doleful song." . . . 2. James has gone to look for the lost prong. 3. Moths often spoil woolen cloth. 4. While in... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1927 - 734 pages
...BROTHER'S WORKS I THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT1 THE days are cold, the nights are long, The north-wind sings a doleful song ; Then hush again upon my breast...things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty Love ! The kitten sleeps upon the hearth. The crickets long have ceased their mirth , There's nothing stirring... | |
 | American poetry - 1923 - 748 pages
...Your stock, and needy grown, Ye are left here to lament Your poore estates, alone. ROBERT HERRICK 232 THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT THE days are cold, the...things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty love! The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, The crickets long have ceased their mirth; There's nothing stirring... | |
 | Education - 1918 - 684 pages
...seek his own home wherever it be, Here's a cozy warm house for Edward and me. — Sel. A Cradle Song The days are cold, the nights are long, The north...things are now at rest Save thee, my pretty love! The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, The crickets long have ceased their mirth; There's nothing stirring... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - Literary Criticism - 1995 - 936 pages
...mother; these Dorothy crossed out in her notebook. TO MY NIECE DOROTHY, A SLEEPLESS BABY The days arc cold; the nights are long. The north wind sings a...song; Then hush again upon my breast; All merry things arc now at rest Save thce my pretty love! The kitten sleeps upon the hearth; The crickets long have... | |
 | William Russell - Readers - 1845 - 180 pages
...chaos came. LESSON XX. THE COTTAGES TO HER INFANT. Wordmorth. [An example of softened and tender tone.] The days are cold, the nights are long, The north...merry things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty babe ! The kitten sleeps upon the hearth ;* The crickets long have ceased their mirth ; There 's nothing... | |
 | Teachers' school-book assoc - 1875 - 112 pages
...love this sight so fair, Give me a heart to find out Thee, And read Thee every where. THE COTTAGEE'S INFANT. " The days are cold, the nights are long,...my breast; All merry things are now at rest, Save thce, my pretty love ! " Nay, start not at that sparkling light ; 'Tis but tho moon that shines so... | |
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THE days are cold, the nights are long, The north- wind sings a doleful song; Then hush again upon my breast; All merry things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty Love! The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, The crickets long have ceased their mirth; There's... 
