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" Over the river, the boatman pale Carried another — the household pet ; Her brown curls waved in the gentle gale — Darling Minnie! "
The Mothers' friend, ed. by Ann Jane - Page 49
edited by - 1864
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The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Volumes 66-67

Fashion - 740 pages
...another — the household pat ; Her brown curls waved in the gentle galeBarling Minnie ! I see her yet. She crossed on her bosom her dimpled hands, And fearlessly entered the phantom hark ; We watched it glide from the silver sands, And all our sunshine grew strangely dark. We know...
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The Ladies' Cabinet of Fashion, Music & Romance

Fashion - 1867 - 738 pages
...— the household p«t ; Her brown cnrls waved in the gentle gale — Darling Minnie ! I see her yet. She crossed on her bosom her dimpled hands, And fearlessly...all our sunshine grew strangely dark. We know she i« safe on the farther side, Where all the ransonred and angels be : Over tie river, the mystic river,...
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The Church

1862
...her yet ; She cross'd on her bosom her snowy hands, And fearlessly entered the phantom bark : We felt it glide from the silver sands, And all our sunshine grew strangely dark. We know she is safe on the further side— 'Where all the ransom'd angels be : Over the river — the mystic river — My childhood's...
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Life Thoughts from Pulpits and from Poets

Religion - 1871 - 360 pages
...the household pet ; Her brown curls waved in the gentle gale — Darling Minnie ! I see h*-: yet ! She crossed on her bosom her dimpled hands, And fearlessly...sunshine grew strangely dark. We know she is safe on the farther side, Where all the ransomed and angels be ; Over the river, the mystic river, My childhood's...
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The Illustrated Magazine, Volumes 23-24

Literature - 1867 - 744 pages
...— the household net ; Her brown curls waved in the gentle gale — Darling Minnie ! I see her yet. She crossed on her bosom her dimpled hands, And fearlessly...sunshine grew strangely dark. We know she is safe on the farther side, Where all the ransomed and angels be : Over the river, the mystic river, My childhood's...
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The Free Speaker: A New Collection of Pieces for Declamation, Original as ...

William Bentley Fowle - Readers - 1859 - 356 pages
...household pet ; Her brown curls waved in the gentle gale, — Darling Minnie ! I see her yet ! She closed on her bosom her dimpled hands, And fearlessly entered...sunshine grew strangely dark. We know she is safe on the further side, Where all the ransomed and angels be ; Over the river, the mystic river, My childhood's...
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Friends' Weekly Intelligencer, Volume 15

Society of Friends - 1859 - 852 pages
...her dimpled hands, And fearlessly entered the phantom hark; We watched it glide irom the silver sand, And all our sunshine grew strangely dark, We know she is safe on the further side, Where all the ransomed and angels be ; Over the river, the mystic river, My childhood...
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The Repository, Volume 3

New London (Conn.) - 1860 - 344 pages
...another, the household pet; Her brown curls moved In the gentle gale — Darling Minnie, I see her yet. She crossed on her bosom her dimpled hands. And fearlessly entered the phantom bark ; We felt it glide from the silver strands; And all our sunshine grew strangely dark. We know she is safe...
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The Names and Titles of Christ

James Maple (Elder.) - 1860 - 426 pages
...gal* — Darling M'nuie ! I see her yetl She crossed on her bosom her dimpled hands, And feailessly entered the phantom bark; We watched it glide from the silver sands, And all our sunlight grew strangely dark; We know she is safe on the further side, Where all the ransomed and angels...
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Evangelical Magazine and Missionary Chronicle

Missions - 1861 - 930 pages
...yet ; She cross'd on her bosom her snowy hands, And fearlessly enter' d the phantom bark : "We felt it glide from the silver sands, And all our sunshine grew strangely dark. We know she is safe on the further side — Where all the ransom'd angels be : Олег the river — the mystic river, My childhood's...
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