 | 1831 - 492 Seiten
...glorious roll of drums Through the triumph of his dream. The forests with their myriad tongues Shouted for liberty ; And the blast of the desert cried aloud...in his sleep, and smiled At their tempestuous glee. No more he felt the driver's whip, Nor the burning heat of day ; For Death closed o'er the captive's... | |
 | Charles Granville Gepp - 1830 - 194 Seiten
..." Anon I cleansed my bloody hands, And wasli'd my forehead cool." EXERCISE LXIV. (same coiitimted). The forests, with their myriad tongues, Shouted of...and free, That he started in his sleep, and smiled 5 At their tempestuous glee. 1, 2. " Thou shalt be free," shout the woods with many a (non unus) murmur... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1842 - 60 Seiten
...some hidden stream ; And it passed, like a glorious roll of drums, Through the triumph of his dream. The forests, with their myriad tongues, Shouted of...in his sleep and smiled At their tempestuous glee. He did not feel the driver's whip, Nor the burning heat of day ; For Death had illumined the Land of... | |
 | 1843 - 574 Seiten
...some hidden stream ; And it passed, like a glorious roll of drums, Through the triumph of his dream. The forests, with their myriad tongues, Shouted of...in his sleep and smiled At their tempestuous glee. He did not feel the driver's whip, Nor the burning heat of day ; For Death had illumined the Land of... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1843 - 570 Seiten
...some hidden stream ; And it passed, like a glorious roll of drums, Through the triumph of his dream. The forests, with their myriad tongues, Shouted of...in his sleep and smiled At their tempestuous glee. He did not feel the driver's whip, Nor the burning heat of day ; For Death had illumined the Land of... | |
 | 1843 - 424 Seiten
...some hidden stream ; And it passed, like a glorious roll of drams, Through the triumph of his dream. The forests, with their myriad tongues, Shouted of...in his sleep and smiled At their tempestuous glee. He did not feel the driver's whip, Nor the burning heat of day ; For death had illumined the Land of... | |
 | Jane Thomas (née Pinhorn) - 1850 - 300 Seiten
...the triumph of his dream. The forests, with their myriad tongnes, Shouted of liherty ; And the hlast of the desert cried aloud, With a voice so wild and...in his sleep, and smiled At their tempestuous glee. He did not feel the driver's whip, Nor the hurning heat of day ; Death had illumed the Land of Sleep,... | |
 | 1846 - 308 Seiten
...some hidden stream ; And k passed, like a glorious roll of drums, Through the triumph of his dream. The forests, with their myriad tongues, Shouted of...in his sleep and smiled At their tempestuous glee, He did not feel the driver's whip, Nor the burning heat of day ; For death had illumined the land of... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1848 - 128 Seiten
...some hidden stream ; And it passed, like a glorious roll of drums, Through the triumph of his dream. The forests, with their myriad tongues, Shouted of...in his sleep and smiled At their tempestuous glee. He did not feel the driver's whip, Nor the burning heat of day ; For Death had illumined the Land of... | |
 | 1849 - 274 Seiten
...some hidden stream ; And it passed, like a glorious roll of drums, Through the triumph of his dream. The forests, with their myriad tongues, Shouted of...in his sleep and smiled At their tempestuous glee. He did not feel the driver's whip, Nor the burning heat of day ; For Death had illumined the Land of... | |
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With a voice so wild and free, That he started in his sleep and smiled At their tempestuous glee. He did not feel the driver's whip, Nor the burning heat of day ; For Death had illumined the Land of Sleep, And his lifeless body lay A worn-out fetter,... 
