 | 1915 - عدد الصفحات: 1068
...laid. The fragrant waters on my cheek bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed ; All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love that knew no fall." "All that I am or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother." But that "angel mother" has no rights. She... | |
 | Francis Meynell - 1955 - عدد الصفحات: 596
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 | 1937 - عدد الصفحات: 2066
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 | Russell Noyes - 1956 - عدد الصفحات: 1374
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 | 1923 - عدد الصفحات: 748
...plum ; The fragrant waters on my cheek bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed ; All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall. . . . WILLIAM COWPER 49 THE CHIMNEY SWEEPER WHEN my mother died I was very young, And my father sold... | |
 | 1961 - عدد الصفحات: 524
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Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou mightst know me safe and warmly laid; Thy morning bounties ere I left my home, The biscuit, or... 
