Flower-de-luceTicknor and Fields, 1867 - 72 Seiten |
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... gone before . Naught avails the imploring gesture , Naught avails the cry of pain ! When I touch the flying vesture , ' Tis the gray robe of the rain . 2 Baffled I return , and , leaning O'er the parapets The Bridge of Cloud . 17.
... gone before . Naught avails the imploring gesture , Naught avails the cry of pain ! When I touch the flying vesture , ' Tis the gray robe of the rain . 2 Baffled I return , and , leaning O'er the parapets The Bridge of Cloud . 17.
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... rain ! Though all its splendor could not chase away The omnipresent pain . The lovely town was white with apple - blooms , And the great elms o'erhead Dark shadows wove on their aerial looms , Shot through with golden thread . Across ...
... rain ! Though all its splendor could not chase away The omnipresent pain . The lovely town was white with apple - blooms , And the great elms o'erhead Dark shadows wove on their aerial looms , Shot through with golden thread . Across ...
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... rain Carried him back to the silent camp , And laid him as if asleep on his bed ; And I saw by the light of the surgeon's lamp Two white roses upon his cheeks , And one , just over his heart , blood - red ! And I saw in a vision how far ...
... rain Carried him back to the silent camp , And laid him as if asleep on his bed ; And I saw by the light of the surgeon's lamp Two white roses upon his cheeks , And one , just over his heart , blood - red ! And I saw in a vision how far ...
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A. V. S. ANTHONY Agassiz answer Artist Baldacca's beautiful belfries Bells of Lynn beneath blaze bloom blown Bons amis Bras breath captain Alau caravan chez Agassiz city of Kambalu constellations cries cross darkness sinking dead despair disconsolate DIVINA door dream dust embers Engraver exultant feet flower FLOWER-DE-LUCE FORD gate GIOTTO'S TOWER Gleams gold golden good-will good-will to men gray old hear heard heart HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW J'ai jewels Kalif Khan land leadeth to Ispahan lifted light lily lonely loud manse meadow midnight minster mist murmur Naught avails night night-wind NOËL O'er Ouvrez pain PALINGENESIS passed peace on earth Père pines reverence road that leadeth roar rode roses sand Seems setting sun shining Sing song Of peace sound spire splendor sweet swords thee thine Thou art thought To-morrow tongue of flame town treasure unknown unseen vision voice Watch wilder wind wizard words youth