 A late lark twitters from the quiet skies; And from the west, Where the sun, his day's work ended, Lingers as in content, There falls on the old, gray city An influence luminous and serene, A shining peace. " The smoke ascends In a rosy-and-golden haze....  The Art of James McNeill Whistler: An Appreciation - Seite 54von Thomas Robert Way, George Ravenscroft Dennis - 1903 - 127 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | 1907 - 708 Seiten
...are quoted by Stevenson at the end of ' A Christmas Sermon,' and the entire sentence runs thus : — The sun, Closing his benediction, Sinks, and the darkening air Thrills with a sense of the triumphing night — Night, with her train of stars And lier great gift of sleep. AR WALLER. The lines about which AM... | |
 | 1888 - 794 Seiten
...as in content, There falls on the old, gray city An influence luminous and serene, A shining peace. The smoke ascends In a rosy-and-golden haze. The spires...In the valley Shadows rise. The lark sings on. The snn. Closing his benediction, Sinks, and the darkening air Thrills with a sense of the triumphing night... | |
 | Edward Livermore Burlingame, Robert Bridges, Alfred Sheppard Dashiell, Harlan Logan - 1888 - 882 Seiten
...as in content, There falls on the old, gray city An influence luminous and serene, A shining peace. The smoke ascends In a rosy-and-golden haze. The spires...darkening air Thrills with a sense of the triumphing night — Night, with her train of stars And her great gift of sleep. So be my passing ! My task accomplished... | |
 | Robert Louis Stevenson - 1892 - 298 Seiten
...as in content, There falls on the old, gray city An influence luminous and serene, A shining peace. "The smoke ascends In a rosy-and-golden haze. The...darkening air Thrills with a sense of the triumphing night — Night, with her train of stars And her great gift of sleep. "So be my passing! My task accomplished... | |
 | Robert Louis Stevenson - 1895 - 452 Seiten
...in content, There falls on the old, gray city An influence luminous and serene, A shining peace. " The smoke ascends In a rosy-and-golden haze. The spires...darkening air Thrills with a sense of the triumphing night — Night, with her train of stars And her great gift of sleep. " So be my passing! My task accomplished... | |
 | Robert Louis Stevenson, Lloyd Osbourne, William Ernest Henley - 1895 - 452 Seiten
...in content, There falls on the old, gray city An influence luminous and serene, A shining peace. " The smoke ascends In a rosy-and-golden haze. The spires...air Thrills with a sense of the triumphing night— Night, with her train of stars And her great gift of sleep. " So be my passing! My task accomplished... | |
 | Robert Louis Stevenson - 1895 - 644 Seiten
...as in content, There falls on the old, gray city An influence luminous and serene, A shining peace. "The smoke ascends In a rosy-and-golden haze. The...darkening air Thrills with a sense of the triumphing nightNight, with her train of stars And her great gift of sleep. "So be my passing! My task accomplished... | |
 | Robert Louis Stevenson - 1895 - 628 Seiten
...in content, There falls on the old, gray city An influence luminous and serene, A shining peace. 1 "The smoke ascends In a rosy-and-golden haze. The...darkening air Thrills with a sense of the triumphing nightNight, with her train of stars And her great gift of sleep. "So be my passing! My task accomplished... | |
 | Robert Louis Stevenson, Lloyd Osbourne, William Ernest Henley - 1895 - 456 Seiten
...in content, There falls on the old, gray city An influence luminous and serene, A shining peace. " The smoke ascends In a rosy-and-golden haze. The spires...the valley Shadows rise. The lark sings on. The sun, Qosing his benediction, Sinks, and the darkening air Thrills with a sense of the triumphing night—... | |
 | 1896 - 532 Seiten
...as in content, There falls on the old, gray city An influence luminous and serene, A shining peace. The smoke ascends In a rosy-and-golden haze. The spires...darkening air Thrills with a sense of the triumphing night — Night with her train of stars And her great gift of sleep. So be my passing ! My task accomplished... | |
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