The Poems, Sacred, Passionate, and Humorous, of Nathaniel Parker WillisClark & Austin, 1847 - 331 ページ |
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... voice , In its rich cadences unearthly sweet , Seem'd like some just - born harmony in the air , Waked by the power of wisdom . On a rock , With the broad moonlight falling on his brow , He stood and taught the people . At his feet Lay ...
... voice , In its rich cadences unearthly sweet , Seem'd like some just - born harmony in the air , Waked by the power of wisdom . On a rock , With the broad moonlight falling on his brow , He stood and taught the people . At his feet Lay ...
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... voice Choked in its utterance ; -but a gentle hand Was laid upon his arm , and in his ear The Saviour's voice sank thrillingly and low , " She is not dead — but sleepeth . ” They pass'd in . The spice - lamps in the alabaster urns Burn ...
... voice Choked in its utterance ; -but a gentle hand Was laid upon his arm , and in his ear The Saviour's voice sank thrillingly and low , " She is not dead — but sleepeth . ” They pass'd in . The spice - lamps in the alabaster urns Burn ...
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... voice was changed - a languid moan Taking the place of the clear silver key ; And brain and sense grew faint , as if the light And very air were steep'd in sluggishness . He strove with it awhile , as manhood will , Ever too proud for ...
... voice was changed - a languid moan Taking the place of the clear silver key ; And brain and sense grew faint , as if the light And very air were steep'd in sluggishness . He strove with it awhile , as manhood will , Ever too proud for ...
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... Voices that call thee in the way ; and fly From all who in the wilderness pass by . Wet not thy burning lip In streams that to a human dwelling glide ; Nor rest thee where the covert fountains hide ; Nor kneel thee down to dip The water ...
... Voices that call thee in the way ; and fly From all who in the wilderness pass by . Wet not thy burning lip In streams that to a human dwelling glide ; Nor rest thee where the covert fountains hide ; Nor kneel thee down to dip The water ...
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... voice was like the master - tone Of a rich instrument - most strangely sweet ; And the dull pulses of disease awoke , And for a moment beat beneath the hot And leprous scales with a restoring thrill . " Helon ! arise ! " and he forgot ...
... voice was like the master - tone Of a rich instrument - most strangely sweet ; And the dull pulses of disease awoke , And for a moment beat beneath the hot And leprous scales with a restoring thrill . " Helon ! arise ! " and he forgot ...
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