 | Allen Hayden Weld - 1854 - 108 páginas
...from the keel ; So dies in human hearts the thought of death : Even with the tender tear whi$ h^Nature sheds O'er those we love, we drop it in their grave. • Can I forget Philander? That were strange! 30 O my full heart ! But should I'give it vent, The longest night, though longer far, would fail, And... | |
 | George Croly - 1854 - 426 páginas
...retains, The parted wave no furrow from the keel, So dies in human hearts the thought of death • Even with the tender tear which nature sheds O'er those we love, we drop it in their grave. II ARENSIDE. FOR A STATUE OF CHAUCER, AT WOODSTOCK SUCH was old Chaucer. Such the placid mien Of him... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1854 - 796 páginas
...The parted wave no furrow from the keel ; So dies in human hearts the thought of death : E'en witli the tender tear which nature sheds O'er those we love, we drop it in their grave. LIFE AND DEATH. Life makes the soul dependent on the dust ; Death gives her wings to mount above the... | |
 | Theodore Alors W. Buckley - 1854 - 208 páginas
...retains, The parted wave no farrow from the keel, So dies in human hearts the thought of death. Even with the tender tear, which nature sheds O'er those we love, we drop it in the grave. THE TORN FROCK. A LITTLE STORY FOR LITTLE GIRLS. GRACE GREEXWOOD. I WAS the most unlucky... | |
 | Edward Young - 1854 - 452 páginas
...Philander ? That were strange ! 0 my full heart — But should I give it vent, The longest night, tho' longer far, would fail, And the lark listen to my midnight song. •f- The spritely lark's shrill matin wakes the morn ; Grief's sharpest thorn hard pressing on my... | |
 | Edward Young - 1856 - 536 páginas
...grave. Can I forget Philander ? that were strange ! 0 my full heart ! — But should I give it vent, 436 The longest night, though longer far, would fail, And the lark listen to my midnight song. THE NIGHTINGALE AND THE POETS. The sprightly lark's shrill matin wakes the morn ; 425. Themselves : All... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1856 - 800 páginas
...retains; The parted wave no furrow from the keel; So dies in human hearts the thought of death: K'en with the tender tear which nature sheds O'er those we love, we drop it in their grave. LIFE AND DEATH. Life makes the soul dependent on the dust; Death gives her wings to mount above the... | |
 | Edward Young - 1856 - 556 páginas
...grave. Can I forget Philander ? that were strange ! O my full heart ! — But should I give it vent, 486 The longest night, though longer far, would fail, And the lark listen to my midnight song. THE NIGHTINGALE AND THE POETS. The sprightly lark's shrill matin wakes the morn ; 425. Themselves : All... | |
 | 1856 - 754 páginas
...retains, The parted wave no furrow from the keel, So dies in human hearts the thought of death. Ev'n with the tender tear, which nature sheds O'er those we love, we drop it in the grave. Retire ; the world shut out ; — thy thoughts call home ; — Imagination's airy wing repress... | |
 | John Seely Hart - 1857 - 394 páginas
...retains, The parted wave no furrow from the keel, So dies in human hearts the thought of death : E'en with the tender tear which nature sheds O'er those we love, we drop it in their grave. CONSCIENCE. O treacherous conscience ! while she seems to sleep On rose and myrtle, lulled with syren... | |
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Fate Strikes through their wounded hearts the sudden dread: But their hearts wounded, like the wounded air, Soon close ; where past the shaft no trace is found. As from the wing no scar the sky retains, The parted wave no furrow from the keel, So dies... 
