 | 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 234
...MINSTREL. MY CHILD IS GONE. Do lor os o. irr Mnsie by SWC Hark ! from the winds a voice of woe, The Like savage tigers o'er their prey, They tore him...cry, by night by day — My child is gone ! How many a free-bora babe is press'd With fondness to its mother's breast, And rocked upon her arms to rest.... | |
 | Catharine S. Brown - 1849 - عدد الصفحات: 246
...woe—- The wild Atlantic in its ftow, Bears on its breast the murmur low — My child is gone. " Wke savage tigers o'er their prey, They tore him from...— And now I cry by night, by day — My child is Kane. * *#* * * * * The hideous yells without were occasionally mingled with this song ; although some... | |
 | Catharine S. Brown - 2006 - عدد الصفحات: 239
...ascend the platform, sung to them the affecting song of the Slave Mother's lament. Hark! from the South, a voice of woe — The wild Atlantic in its flow,...And now I cry by night, by day — My child is gone. The hideous yells without were occasionally mingled with this song, although some of the mobocrats... | |
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West a voice of woe, The wild Atlantic in its flow, Bears on its breast the murmur low, " My Child is gone. " Like savage Tigers o'er their prey, They tore him from my heart away, And now I cry by night — by day — My Child is gone. 