Children dear, was it yesterday We heard the sweet bells over the bay?
"The Home Book of Verse, Vol. 2 (of 4)" by Various
Winterbottom Road unrolled itself into a white length of half-laid dust, between blown, sweet-smelling bay-clumps and boulder-filled meadows.
"The Happy Venture" by Edith Ballinger Price
It's made from the leaves of the sweet bay tree, which grows on all these islands and all over this country.
"Dick in the Everglades" by A. W. Dimock
Bowman was held at bay with sweet expressions of gratitude for the pleasant entertainment.
"The Mystery of Mary" by Grace Livingston Hill
North and south dunes glimmered; and the hot fragrance of sweet-bay mingled with the mounting savour of the sea.
"The Firing Line" by Robert W. Chambers
The sweet, soothing, melodious chimes, carolling forth the Bay of Biscay.
"The Argosy" by Various
The wind died away; the odor of cedar and sweet-bay hung heavy in the air.
"In Search of the Unknown" by Robert W. Chambers
The Bay and the Villa Reale, a garden along the sea, full of sweets and sea breezes and shade, are certainly delightful.
"The Greville Memoirs" by Charles C. F. Greville
We heard the sweet bells over the bay?
"The Children's Garland from the Best Poets" by Various
We heard the sweet bells over the bay?
"Poetical Works of Matthew Arnold" by Matthew Arnold
Is there, amid the fadeless bloom
Of rose and bay, low at your feet,
A little room, O ye, with whom
The lowliest place were sweet?
"At The Hill’s Base" by Ina Donna Coolbrith
What had she in those dreary hours,
Within her ice-rimmed bay,
In common with the wild-wood flowers,
The first sweet smiles of May?
"The Mayflowers" by John Greenleaf Whittier
For poor though love that doth not rouse
To deeds of glory dreaming brows,
What but a bitter sweet
Is loftiest fame, unless it lay
The soldier's sword, the poet's bay,
Low at some loved one's feet?
"At Vaucluse" by Alfred Austin
By many a soft Ligurian bay
The myrtles glisten green and bright,
Gleam with their flowers of snow by day,
And glow with fire-flies through the night,
And yet, despite the cold and heat,
Are ever fresh, and pure, and sweet.
"Italian Myrtles" by Denis Florence MacCarthy
Time's waves that roll so swift and fleet
Have borne you far from me, my sweet,
Have borne you to a sunny bay,
Where brightest sunshine gilds your way,
Do these words ever dim your sky--
Sweetheart, good-by, sweetheart, good-by?
"Good-By" by Marietta Holley
No more of springtime hopes, sweet and uncertain,
Here we have largess of summer in fee
Pile high the logs till the flame be leaping,
At bay the chill of the autumn keeping,
While pilgrim-wise, we may go a-reaping
In the fairest meadow of memory!
"By an Autumn Fire" by Lucy Maud Montgomery
The sunny brutalism of Rancid's East Bay ska-thrash has lost nary a step and their ethical-emotional rigor is as sweet as it is pure.
Joel Culberson, right, who started the group Fort Smith Citizens for Automated Trash Collection, talks with fellow supporter Cecil Greene of Fort Smith about a petition in July at Sweet Bay Coffee.
The Bay Area is just beginning to discover sweet red, and it is seeing explosive growth - 30 times higher this year than last.
Three candidates are vying for an open seat in the East Bay, and incumbent Lynette Sweet is facing three challengers, including ex-Port Commissioner Margaret Gordon.
This Chesapeake Bay staple is creamy, sweet and savory.
Set up sweet and low key along a super swath of Lake Michigan and Betsie Bay shoreline with an old-fashioned Main Street to boot, this historic harbor town doesn't lie.
1 medium sweet onion, thinly sliced 8 oz baby portabellas, quartered 2 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil 2 cups whole grain penne pasta 1/2 cup sweet pepper bruschetta topping 12 oz bay scallops (thawed.
Bay scallops 4 large sweet tomatoes cup red onion, chopped 1 tsp.
The sweet, plump Morro Bay oysters, with just a spritz of lemon, are addictively bracing.
The Green Bay Phoenix women head to Dallas this weekend for Sunday's Sweet 16 matchup with Baylor.