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" And with them the Being beauteous, Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand... "
Chambers's Edinburgh Journal - Page 194
1844
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Southern Literary Messenger, Volume 15

1849 - 820 pages
...forms of ihe departed Enter at the open door ; The beloved, the true hearted, Come to visit me once more ; " And, with them, the Being Beauteous, Who...Heaven. " With a slow and noiseless footstep, Comes the messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside roe, Lays her gentle hand in mine, "And she sita...
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Poems

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 462 pages
...road-side fell and perished, Weary with the march of life ! Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more ! And with them the Being...heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep, Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and...
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Poems, Volume 1

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 500 pages
...the holy ones and weakly, Who the cross of suffering bore, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more ! And with them the Being...heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and...
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Church Sunday school magazine, Volumes 5-6

1850 - 560 pages
...the holy ones and weakly, Who the cross of suffering bore, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more'. And with them the Being...heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. • And she sits...
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Hymns and Poems for the Sick and Suffering

Thomas Vincent Fosbery - 1850 - 416 pages
...the holy ones and weakly, Who the cross of suffering bore, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more ! And with them the being...heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and...
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The garland; or, Poetry for childhood and youth

Garland - 1850 - 152 pages
...the holy ones and weakly, Who the cross of suffering bore, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more. And with them the being...heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine ; Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and...
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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volume 20

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1850 - 608 pages
...suffering bore ; Folded their pale hands so meekly. Spake with us on earth no more. " And with them came kly, messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. " And she sita and...
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The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Volume 20

1850 - 604 pages
...suffering bore ; Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more. " And with them came the being beauteous, Who unto my youth was given,...heaven. " With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. " And she sits and...
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The Dublin university magazine

University magazine - 1850 - 816 pages
...suffering bore ; Fulled their pale hands so meekly, Spake with из on earth no more. " And with them came the being beauteous, Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And û now a saint in heaven. " With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, lakes the...
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Select English poetry, with notes by E. Hughes

Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 pages
...the holy ones and weakly, Who the cross of suffering bore, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more ! And with them the being...heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and...
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