 ... away ; And, sick with dark foreboding fears, we dared not breathe aloud, Sat, hand in hand, in speechless grief, to wait death's coming cloud ! It came at length ; — o'er thy bright blue eye the film was gathering fast, — And an awful shade passed...  Lyrics of the Heart: with Other Poems - Pagina 71di Alaric Alexander Watts - 1853 - 331 pagineVisualizzazione completa - Informazioni su questo libro
 | 1825 - 806 pagine
...film was gathering fist, — And an awful shade pass'd o'er thy brow, the deepest and the last;— In thicker gushes strove thy breath, — we raised...— and thou wert of the dead ! Thy gentle mother turn'd away to hide her face from me, And murmar'd low of Heaven's behests, and bliss attain'd by thec... | |
 | 1825 - 810 pagine
...film was gathering fast, — And an awful shade pass'd o'er thy brow, the deepest and the last; — In thicker gushes strove thy breath, —we raised...pang— and thou wert of the dead ! Thy gentle mother turn'd away to hide her face from me, And murmur'd low of Heaven's behests, and bliss attain'd by thee... | |
 | John Arliss - 1825 - 382 pagine
...— we raised thy droopinghead, — [dead! A moment more — the final pang — and thou wert of the Thy gentle mother turned away to hide her face from me, And murmured low of Heaven's hehest, and hliss attained hy thee, — She would have chid me that I mourui-d a doom so hlest as thine... | |
 | 1825 - 848 pagine
...film was gathering fast, — And an awful shade pass'd o'er thy brow, the deepest and the last; — In thicker gushes strove thy breath,— we raised thy drooping head, — A moment more— the anal pang— and thou wert of the dead ! Thy gentle mother turn'd away to hide her face from me, And... | |
 | Lady, A Lady - 1836 - 338 pagine
...eye the film was gathering fast ; And an awful shade pass'd o'er thy brow, the deepest and the last ; In thicker gushes strove thy breath — we raised...— and thou wert of the dead ! Thy gentle mother turn'd away to hide her face from me, And murmur'd low of Heaven's behests, and bliss attain'd by thee... | |
 | Harp - 1836 - 380 pagine
...film was gathering fast, — And an awful shade pass'd o'er thy brow, the deepest and the last ; — In thicker gushes strove thy breath, — we raised...— and thou wert of the dead ! Thy gentle mother turn'd away to hide her face from me, And murmur'd low of Heaven's behests, and bliss attain'd by thee... | |
 | Elizabeth Caroline Grey - 1839 - 898 pagine
...eye the film was gathering fast, And an awful shade pass'd o'er thy brow, the deepest and the last; In thicker gushes strove thy breath — we raised...— the final pang — and thou wert of the dead." WE left Lady Florence St. John in all the anguish of mind which the intelligence of her child's danger... | |
 | Emma Bloodworth - 1844 - 190 pagine
...eye, the film was gathering fast, And an awful shade passed o'er thy brow— the deepest and the last In thicker gushes strove thy breath— we raised thy...— the final pang — and thou wert of the dead." It was a touching sight that band Of mourners, winding past The green trees of the summer time With... | |
 | Richard Wright Procter - 1855 - 490 pagine
...the film was gathering fast, — And an awful shade pass'd o'er thy brow, the deepest and the last ; In thicker gushes strove thy breath, — we raised...— and thou wert of the dead ! Thy gentle mother turn'd away to hide her face from me, And murmur'd low of heaven's behests, and bliss attain'd by thee... | |
 | Elizabeth Caroline Grey - 1856 - 320 pagine
...gathering fi.it, And an awful shade pass'd o'er thy brow, the deepest and the last ; Jn thicker gashes strove thy breath — we raised thy drooping head,...— the final pang — and thou wert of the dead." WE left Lady Florence St. John in all the anguish of mind which the intelligence of her child's danger... | |
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