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" Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night arise ; Come, come, leave off play, and let us away, Till the morning appears in the skies. "
The Poetical Works of William Blake: Lyrical and Miscellaneous - Page 92
by William Blake - 1893 - 231 pages
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The Wesleyan-Methodist Magazine

1881 - 1046 pages
...the poet's heart. There is a rare charm in its combined loveliness of quietude and animation : ' When the voices of children are heard on the green, And...down, And the dews of night arise ; Come, come, leave oft' play, and let us away, Till the morning appears in the skies." ' " No, no, let ns play, for it...
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The Monthly magazine

Monthly literary register - 1839 - 744 pages
...sweet chorus of Ha, ha, bel The following is simply and exquisitely beautiful : — NURSES' SONG. When the voices of children are heard on the green, And...the hill, My heart is at rest, within my breast, And every thing else is still. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night...
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Life of William Blake, "Pictor Ignotus": With Selections from His Poems and ...

Alexander Gilchrist, Anne Burrows Gilchrist - 1863 - 366 pages
...whisperings are in the dale, The clays of my youth rise fresh in my mind, My face turns green and pale. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night arise ; Your spring and your day are wasted in play, And your winter and night in disguise. THE SICK ROSE....
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Songs of Innocence and Experience: with Other Poems

William Blake - 1866 - 132 pages
...whisperings are in the dale, The days of my youth rise fresh in my mind, My face turns green and pale. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night arise ; Your spring and your day are wasted in play And your winter and night in disguise. THE CLOD AND THE...
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The poems of William Blake [ed. by R.H. Shepherd].

William Blake - 1874 - 194 pages
...whisperings are in the dale, The days of my youth rise fresh in my mind, My face turns green and pale. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night arise ; Your spring and your day are wasted in play And your winter and night in disguise. THE CLOD AND THE...
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First (Second) poetry book, selected and arranged by C. Geikie, Volume 1

John Cunningham Geikie - 1878 - 242 pages
...fadeless bloom ; For beyond the clouds, and beyond the tomb, It is there, it is there, my child 1 " NURSE'S SONG. HEN the voices of children are heard...the hill, My heart is at rest within my breast, And every thing else is still. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night...
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The first (-sixth) standard reader, Volume 3

Blackwood William and sons - 1884 - 184 pages
...setting, the clouds and hill -tops become bright red or golden. on the surface of the earth. 1. When the voices of children are heard on the green, And...rest within my breast, And everything else is still. 2. Then come home, my children, the sun has gone down, ii. " No, no, let us play, for yet it is day,...
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Recitations for infant schools

Wilhelmina Lydia Rooper - 1884 - 80 pages
...they fall around you, Like the summer rain. 10 NURSE'S SONG. When the voices of children are heard oil And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at...rest within my breast, And everything else is still. the green, Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night arise, Come, come,...
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The Poems: With Specimens of the Prose Writings, of William Blake

William Blake - 1885 - 330 pages
...whisperings are in the dale, The days of my youth rise fresh in my min1 My face turns green and pale. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night arise ; Your spring and your day are wasted in play, And your winter and night in disguise. THE FLY. T ITTLEFly,...
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The Poems: With Specimens of the Prose Writings, of William Blake

William Blake - 1885 - 302 pages
...whisperings are in the dale, The days of my youth rise fresh in my mind, My face turns green and pale. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night arise ; V Your spring and your day are wasted in play, THE FLY. .. T ITTLE Fly, •*-"' Thy summer's play...
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