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" The young lambs are bleating in the meadows, The young birds are chirping in the nest, The young fawns are playing with the shadows, The young flowers are blowing toward the west : But the young, young children, O my brothers, They are weeping bitterly... "
Socialism: New and Old - Page 149
by William Graham - 1890 - 416 pages
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Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 54

1843 - 832 pages
...hlowing from the west ; But the young young children, O my hrothers! They are weeping hitterly I They are weeping in the playtime of the others — In the country of the free. Do you question the young children in the sorrow, Why their tears are falling so ? The old man may...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 54

1843 - 1380 pages
...blowing from the west ; But the young young children, O my brothers! They are weeping bitterly 1 They are weeping in the playtime of the others — In the country of the free. Do you question the young children in the sorrow, Why their tears are falling so? The old man may weep...
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The Poems of Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Volume 2

Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1844 - 290 pages
...the west — But the young, young children, O my brothers, They are weeping bitterly ! — They are weeping in the playtime of the others, \^ In the country of the free. ,"-».-'•• -V Do you question the young children in the sorrow, Why their tears are falling so...
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The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pages
...from the west ; But the young, young children, O my brothers ! They are weeping bitterly ! They are weeping in the playtime of the others, In the country of the free. Do you question the youngchildren in their sorrow, Why their tears are falling so ? The old man may...
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The Oxford and Cambridge review, Volume 1

1845 - 694 pages
...towards the west. ' But the young young children, 0 my brothers ! They are weeping bitterly ! They are weeping in the play-time of the others, In the country of the free. ' Do you question the young children in their sorrow, Why their tears are falling so ? The old man...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pages
...from the west ; But the young, young children, 0 my brothers ! They are weeping bitterly ! They are weeping in the playtime of the others, In the country of the free. Do you question the young children in their sorrow, Why i heir t*ars are falling so? The old man may...
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Voices of the True-hearted

1846 - 308 pages
...from the West ; But the young, young children, 0 my brothers ! They are weeping bitterly ! They are weeping in the play-time of the others, In the country of the free. Do you question the young children in their sorrow, Why their tears are falling so ? The old man may...
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Ship and Shore: Or, Pencil Sketches on a Recent Voyage To, and a Tour In ...

John Spence (jr.), Young physician - 1847 - 160 pages
...blowing from the west ; But the young children, 0 my brothers ! They are weeping bitterly ! They are weeping in the play-time of the others — In the country of the free." Listen now to the language of encouragement to children, and their reply: " Go out, children, from...
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The Poems of Elizabeth Barrett Browning ...

Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1850 - 318 pages
...the west — But the young, young children, O my brothers, They are weeping bitterly ! — They are weeping in the playtime of the others, In the country of the free. Do you question the young children in the sorrow, Why their tears are falling so ? — The old man...
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Sketches of the Poetical Literature of the Past Half-century in Six Lectures

David Macbeth Moir - 1851 - 398 pages
...towards the west; But the young, young children, oh my brothers, They are weeping bitterly ! They are weeping in the playtime of the others, In the country of the free. For all day the wheels are droning, turning — Their wind comes in our faces, Till our hearts turn...
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