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" And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring, Let them smile, as I do now, At the old forsaken bough Where I cling. "
Open Sesame!: Poetry and Prose for School-days - Page 316
edited by - 1890
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The Harbinger: A May-gift

Park Benjamin, Oliver Wendell Holmes, John Osborne Sargent - Gift books - 1833 - 114 pages
...cheek was like a rose In the snow. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack...sin For me to sit and grin At him here, But the old three cornered hat, And the breeches — and all that Are so queer ! And if I should live to be The...
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The Yale Literary Magazine, Volume 2

1836 - 418 pages
...check was like a rose In the snow. " But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack...hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer !" or this, of a girl's losing her lover : ' Down fell that pretty innocent as falls a snow white lamb,...
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The American Monthly Magazine, Volume 1; Volume 7

American literature - 1836 - 694 pages
...was like a rose In the snow. " But now his nose is thin. And it rests upon his chin Like a stall', And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack...sin For me to sit and grin At him here, But the old three cornered hat, And the breeches — and all that, "And if I should live to be The last leaf upon...
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The Laurel: a Gift for All Seasons: Being a Collection of Poems

American poetry - 1836 - 268 pages
...snow. But now his tfose is thin, And it rests upon his- chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his buck; And a melancholy crack In his laugh, I know it is...sin For me to sit and grin At him here, But the old three cornered hat, And the breeches — and all that Are so queer ! And if I should live to be The...
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American Monthly Knickerbocker, Volume 7

Periodicals - 1836 - 706 pages
...And a crook ie in his back, And a melniicholy crack In hie luugh. 'I know it is a sin Forme to ait and grin At him here, But the old three-cornered hat. And the breeches — and all that, Are *o queer! ' And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring — Let them smile...
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The Book of the Months: A Gift for the Young

Animals - 1839 - 204 pages
...cheek was like a rose In the snow. " But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff; And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack...do now, At the old, forsaken bough Where I cling." The Thanksgiving, that festival peculiar for many years to New England, came round this month. Great...
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Burtons' Gentleman's Magazine and American Monthly Review, Volume 5

American periodicals - 1839 - 372 pages
...lady ; she is dead Long ago— That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow .' I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here...hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer .' We should like to know the whereabouts of the mysterious Mrs. *••', and why this anonymem laJy's...
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Gentleman's Magazine, Volume 5

William Evans Burton, Edgar Allan Poe - 1839 - 368 pages
...she is dead Long ago — That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose III tiit- зiWW.' I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here...three-cornered hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are to guter l We should like to know the whereabouts of the mysterious Mrs. '**•, and why this anonyo...
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The Poets of America, Volume 1

John Keese - American poetry - 1840 - 300 pages
...cheek was like a rose In the snow. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack...I do now At the old forsaken bough Where I cling. THE BIRTH OF A POET. BY J. HEAL. ON a blue summer night, While the stars were asleep, Like gems of...
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The Poets of America, Volume 1

John Keese - American poetry - 1840 - 304 pages
...In the snow. 136 THE LAST LEAF. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack...if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree „ 'm In the spring — Let them smile as I do now At the old forsaken bough Where I cling. THE BIRTH...
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