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" The lost days of my life until today, What were they, could I see them on the street Lie as they fell? Would they be ears of wheat Sown once for food but trodden into clay? Or golden coins squandered and still to pay? Or drops of blood dabbling the guilty... "
The Rosary Magazine - Стр. 100
1905
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - Страниц: 1022
...The golden barriers And laid her face between her hands, And wept. (I heard her tears.) LOST DAYS. THE lost days of my life until to-day. What were they,...of blood dabbling the guilty feet ? Or such spilt water as in dreams must cheat The throats of men in hell, who thirst alway ? I do not see them here;...
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A Welcome; Original Contributions in Poetry and Prose

Welcome - 1863 - Страниц: 308
...new life which is promised to the faithful servants of God. R. ARTHUR ARNOLD. LOST DAYS. (soNNET.) HE lost days of my life until to-day, What were they,...of blood dabbling the guilty feet ? Or such spilt water as in dreams must cheat The throats of men in hell who thirst alway ? I do not see them here...
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A Welcome: Original Contributions in Poetry and Prose

1863 - Страниц: 326
...life which is promised to the faithful servants of God. R. ARTHUR ARNOLD. LOST DAYS. (SONNET.) jjHE lost days of my life until to-day, What were they,...to pay ? Or drops of blood dabbling the guilty feet 2 Or such spilt water as in dreams must cheat The throats of men in hell who thirst alvvay 1 I do not...
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Littell's Living Age, Том 77

1863 - Страниц: 646
...Father, Fold thee forever, with — " My blessed, come !" lN . J. BlSBOP. — Transcript. LOST DAYS. THE lost days of my life until to-day, What were they,...they fell ? Would they be ears of wheat Sown once fur food, but trodden into clay ? Or golden coins squandered and still to pay ? Or drops of blood dabbling...
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Poems of the Inner Life: Selected Chiefly from Modern Authors

R. C. J. - 1866 - Страниц: 304
...canst) for poignant sorrow. W. ALLINGHAM. LOST DAYS. THE lost days of my life until to-day, • Where were they, could I see them on the street Lie as they...but trodden into clay? Or golden coins squandered but still to pay ! Or drops of blood dabbling the guilty feet t Or such spilt water as in dreams must...
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Poems

Dante Gabriel Rossetti - 1871 - Страниц: 314
...waits his worthier wife, The Sin still blithe on earth that sent them there. SONNE7 XL. LOST DAYS. THE lost days of my life until to-day, What were they,...of blood dabbling the guilty feet ? Or such spilt water as in dreams must cheat The throats of men in Hell, who thirst alway ? I do not see them here...
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Our Living Poets: An Essay in Criticism, Том 1

Harry Buxton Forman - 1871 - Страниц: 536
...Lost Days, wherein each wasted day of a man's life is seen rising to accuse him of self-murder : ' The lost days of my life until to-day, What were they, could I see them on the street Lie us they fell ? Would they be ears of wheat Sown once for food but trodden into clay ? Or golden coins...
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New Cyclopaedia of Poetical Illustrations: Adapted to Christian Teaching ...

1872 - Страниц: 710
...contrition, Save him, Father, from perdition ! Thomas of Cclano, tr. by John A. Dix. 644. DATS, Lost. n - . water as in dreams must cheat The throats of men in Hell, who thirst alwayî I do not see them here...
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Poems of the inner life, selected chiefly from modern authors [by R.C. Jones].

Poems - 1872 - Страниц: 362
...or doubt. WILLIAM ALLINGHAM. LOST DAYS. "T*HE lost days of my life until to-day, •*• What where they, could I see them on the street Lie as they fell...of blood dabbling the guilty feet ? Or such spilt water as in dreams must cheat The throats of men in Hell, who thirst alway ? I do not see them here...
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A New Library of Poetry and Song, Том 2

William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - Страниц: 576
...HUGH LUDLOW. LOST DAYS. THE lost days of my life until to-day WTiat were they, could I see them on the Sown once for food, but trodden into clay ? Or golden...of blood dabbling the guilty feet ? Or such spilt water as in dreams must cheat The throats of men in hell, who thirst alway ? I do not see them here...
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