 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1840 - 378 ページ
...clear and cold, The holy heaven above, Its pale stars watching, to behold The might of earthly love. She wiped the death-damps from his brow, With her...the lute-chords low, Had still'd his heart so oft." In which of the spirit-stirring, belligerent lays, does the trembling sweetness of the poet's own soul,... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1840 - 392 ページ
...clear and cold, The holy heaven above, Its pale stars watching, to behold The might of earthly love. She wiped the death-damps from his brow, With her...the lute-chords low, Had still'd his heart so oft." In which of the spirit-stirring, belligerent lays, does the trembling sweetness of the poet's own soul,... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1840 - 368 ページ
...clear and cold, The holy heaven above, Its pale stars watching, to behold The might of earthly love. She wiped the death-damps from his brow, With her...the lute-chords low, Had still'd his heart so oft." In which of the spirit-stirring, belligerent lays, does the trembling sweetness of the poet's own soul,... | |
 | Catharine Harbeson Waterman Esling - 1841 - 388 ページ
...only thou, shouldst speak ! The wind rose high, — but with it rose Her voice, that he might hear : Perchance that dark hour brought repose To happy bosoms...and soft, Whose touch upon the lute-chords low, Had stilled his heart so oft. She spread her mantle o'er his breast, She bathed his lips with dew, And... | |
 | 1841 - 306 ページ
...Thou, only thou shouldst speak ! The wind rose high,— but with it rose Her voice, that he might hear: Perchance that dark hour brought repose To happy bosoms...the rushing storm. She wiped the death-damps from hie brow, \Vith her pale hands and soft, Whose touch upon the lute-chords low, Had stilled his heart... | |
 | 1841 - 580 ページ
...together, who in the hour of darkness and of gloom sent the star of hope to shine*upon them. CHAPTER II. " She wiped the death-damps from his brow, With her...and soft, Whose touch upon the lute-chords low, Had stifled his heart so oft. She spread her mantle o'er his breast, She bathed his lips with dew, And... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1842 - 334 ページ
...only thou shouldst speak! The wind rose high, — but with it rose Her voice, that he might hear : Perchance that dark hour brought repose To happy bosoms...her deep soul in prayer Forth on the rushing storm. 15* She wiped the death-damps from his brow, With her pale hands and soft, Whose touch upon the lute-chords... | |
 | 1843 - 424 ページ
...Christian wife, as she bends over the body of her husband, who dies the victim of an unjust accusation. " She wiped the death-damps from his brow, With her...and soft, Whose touch upon the lute-chords low Had stilled his heart so oft. She spread her mantle o'er his breast, She bathed his lips with dew, And... | |
 | Tales - 1846 - 248 ページ
...Thou, only thou shouldst speak ! " The wind rose high, but with it rose Her voice, that he might hear ; Perchance that dark hour brought repose To happy bosoms...With her pale hands and soft ; Whose touch upon the lute chords low, Had still'd his heart so oft. She spread her mantle o'er his breast, She bath'd his... | |
 | Timothy Stone Pinneo - 1847 - 502 ページ
...Thou, only thou, shouldst speak ! /The wind rose high, but with it rose Her voice, that he might hear ; Perchance that dark hour brought repose To happy bosoms...With her pale hands and soft, Whose touch, upon the lute chords low, Had stilled his heart so oft. She spread her mantle o'er his breast, She bathed his... | |
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The wind rose high — but with it rose Her voice, that he might hear : — Perchance that dark hour brought repose To happy bosoms near; While she sat striving with despair Beside his tortured form, And pouring her deep soul in prayer Forth on the rushing... 
