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الصفحة xvi
And, falling on my weary brain, Like a last-falling shower, . The dreams ... "
Athwart the swinging branches cast, Soft rays of sunshine pour ; Then comes the
fearful wintry blast ; Our hopes, like withered leaves, fall fast ; Pallid lips say, ' It is
past !
And, falling on my weary brain, Like a last-falling shower, . The dreams ... "
Athwart the swinging branches cast, Soft rays of sunshine pour ; Then comes the
fearful wintry blast ; Our hopes, like withered leaves, fall fast ; Pallid lips say, ' It is
past !
الصفحة 5
Death, with frosty hand and cold, Plucks the old man by the beard, Sorely, sorely l
The leaves are falling, falling, Solemnly and slow ; Caw MIDNIGHT MASS FOR
THE DYING YEAR. 5 The Beleaguered City Midnight Mass for the Dying Year.
Death, with frosty hand and cold, Plucks the old man by the beard, Sorely, sorely l
The leaves are falling, falling, Solemnly and slow ; Caw MIDNIGHT MASS FOR
THE DYING YEAR. 5 The Beleaguered City Midnight Mass for the Dying Year.
الصفحة 6
The leaves are falling, falling, Solemnly and slow ; Caw ! caw ! the rooks are
calling, It is a sound of woe, A sound of woe ! Through woods and mountain
passes The winds, like anthems, roll ; They are chanting solemn masses, Singing
, " Pray ...
The leaves are falling, falling, Solemnly and slow ; Caw ! caw ! the rooks are
calling, It is a sound of woe, A sound of woe ! Through woods and mountain
passes The winds, like anthems, roll ; They are chanting solemn masses, Singing
, " Pray ...
الصفحة 12
Time steals them from us, chances strange, Disastrous accident, and change,
That come to all ; Even in the most exalted state, Relentless sweeps the stroke of
fate ; The strongest fall. Tell me, the charms that lovers seek In the clear eye and
...
Time steals them from us, chances strange, Disastrous accident, and change,
That come to all ; Even in the most exalted state, Relentless sweeps the stroke of
fate ; The strongest fall. Tell me, the charms that lovers seek In the clear eye and
...
الصفحة 13
On these shall fall As heavily the hand of Death, As when it stays the shepherd's
breath Beside his stall. I speak not of the Trojan name, Neither its glory nor its
shame Has met our eyes ; Nor of Rome's great and glorious dead, Though we
have ...
On these shall fall As heavily the hand of Death, As when it stays the shepherd's
breath Beside his stall. I speak not of the Trojan name, Neither its glory nor its
shame Has met our eyes ; Nor of Rome's great and glorious dead, Though we
have ...
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| العنوان | Poems |
| المؤلف | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
| الناشر | J.R. Osgood and Company, 1877 |
| أصلي من | جامعة فيرجينيا |
| الكتب ذات التنسيق الرقمي | 9 كانون الأول (ديسمبر) 2008 |
| عدد الصفحات | 391 من الصفحات |
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