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...silent depths of pain, And the rush of joy — then melting Into perfect peace again. And the child ! but why remember Foolish fancies that I thought? Every...every hedgerow From the well-known past I brought ; I I would picture in; dear cottage, See the crackling wood-fire burn, And the two beside it, seated Watching,...

...depths of pain, And the rush of joy — -then melting Into perfect peace again. And the child ! — but why remember Foolish fancies that I thought ?...two beside it seated, Watching, waiting, my return. So, at last we reached the harbour. I remember nothing more Till I stood, my sick heart throbbing,...

...melting Into perfect peace again. And the child ! — but why remember Foolish fancies that I tli ought ? Every tree and every hedge-row From the well-known...two beside it seated, Watching, waiting my return. So, at last we reached the harbour. I remember nothing more Till I stood, my sick heart throbbing,...

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...depths of pain, And the rush of joy — then melting Into perfect peace again. And the child ! — but why remember Foolish fancies that I thought? Every...two beside it seated, Watching, waiting my return. So, at last, we reached the harbor, I remember nothing more Till I stood, my sick heart throbbing,...

...and child at home, and gazing ever on the ocean. At length he was freed, and sailed for England. " I would picture my dear cottage, See the crackling...two beside it seated, Watching, waiting my return." He arrived and approached the house. " It was evening in late autumn, And the gusty wind blew chill;...

...silent depths of pain, And the rush of joy — then melting Into perfect peace again. And the child! — but why remember Foolish fancies that I thought ?...two beside it seated, Watching, waiting, my return. So, at last we reached the harbor. I remember nothing more Till I stood, my sick heart throbbing, With...

...and doubting Stir the silent depths of pain, And the rush of joy — then melting And the child ! — but why remember Foolish fancies that I thought ?...two beside it seated, Watching, waiting, my return. So, at last we reached the harbour. I remember nothing more Till I stood, my sick heart throbbing,...