PoemsJ.R. Osgood and Company, 1877 - 391 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 26
... turned to the skies , The lantern gleamed through the gleam- ing snow On his fixed and glassy eyes . Then the maiden clasped her hands and prayed That saved she might be ; And she thought of Christ , who stilled the wave , On the Lake ...
... turned to the skies , The lantern gleamed through the gleam- ing snow On his fixed and glassy eyes . Then the maiden clasped her hands and prayed That saved she might be ; And she thought of Christ , who stilled the wave , On the Lake ...
الصفحة 31
... turning - point of existence , Seed for the coming days ; without revocation departeth Now from your lips the confession ; Bethink ye , before ye make answer ! Think not , O think not with guile to deceive the questioning Teacher ...
... turning - point of existence , Seed for the coming days ; without revocation departeth Now from your lips the confession ; Bethink ye , before ye make answer ! Think not , O think not with guile to deceive the questioning Teacher ...
الصفحة 45
... turned upon him , with a look of scorn , And smote him in the face ! Lara . And does that prove That Preciosa is above suspicion ? Don C. It proves a nobleman may be repulsed As beautiful as a saint's in Paradise . Lara . May not a ...
... turned upon him , with a look of scorn , And smote him in the face ! Lara . And does that prove That Preciosa is above suspicion ? Don C. It proves a nobleman may be repulsed As beautiful as a saint's in Paradise . Lara . May not a ...
الصفحة 58
... ( turning her back upon him ) . You are too bold ! Retire ! retire , and leave me ! Lara . My dear lady , First hear me ! I beseech you , let me speak ! ' Tis for your good I come . Prec . ( turning toward him with indig- nation ) ...
... ( turning her back upon him ) . You are too bold ! Retire ! retire , and leave me ! Lara . My dear lady , First hear me ! I beseech you , let me speak ! ' Tis for your good I come . Prec . ( turning toward him with indig- nation ) ...
الصفحة 68
... turned my back on what was then before me ; And the bright faces of my young com- panions Are wrinkled like my own , or are no more . Do you remember Cueva ? Hyp . Cueva Cueva ? Padre C. Fool that I am ! He was before your time : You ...
... turned my back on what was then before me ; And the bright faces of my young com- panions Are wrinkled like my own , or are no more . Do you remember Cueva ? Hyp . Cueva Cueva ? Padre C. Fool that I am ! He was before your time : You ...
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Angel answered arms arrows beautiful behold beneath birds breath bright called cloud coming cried dark dead death door dreams earth entered eyes face fair fall father fear feet fell fire follow forest give gleam golden grave guests hand head hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha King land Laughing leaves light listen living look loud maiden meadow morning mountains never night Nokomis o'er once passed play Prec rest rise river rose round rushing sails sang seemed shadow shining ships silent singing sleep smile song soul sound spake speak spirit stands stars stood strong sweet Take tale tell thee things thou thought Till turned unto Vict village voice wait walk walls wandered waves wigwam wild wind young youth