 | Harrison Millard - 1875 - 214 Seiten
...hop -per, No chirp of an - y fraid, For I list - cued for a foot - fall; I list-ened for a bird— But the beat-ing of my own heart was all the sound I heard, word— But tte beat-ing of my own heart was all the sound I heard. 1. To the Lords of Convention 'twas... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1875 - 890 Seiten
...instincts, unawares. The Men of Old. A man's best things are nearest him, Lie close about his feet. ibid. The beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. / wandered by the BrootsuU. SAMUEL LOVER. 1797-1868. Reproof on her lips, but a smile in her eye. Rory... | |
 | Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton) - 1876 - 342 Seiten
...elm-tree, I watched the long, long, shade, And as it grew still longer, I did not feel afraid ; For I listened for a footfall, I listened for a word, —...beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. The evening air passed by my cheek, The leaves above were stirr'd, — But the beating of my own heart... | |
 | 1876 - 508 Seiten
...brook flow — The noisy wheel was still. There was no burr of grasshopper, No chirp of any bird ; But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. I sat beneath the elm-tree : I watched the long, long shade, And, as it grew still longer, I did not... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1876 - 562 Seiten
...brook flow, — The noisy wheel was still ; There was no burr of grasshopper, Mo chirp of any bird, But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. I sat beneath the elm-tree ; I watched the long, long shade, And, as it grew still longer, I did not... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1876 - 599 Seiten
...Each on his golden throne ; The evening wind passed by my cheek, The leaves above were stirred, — But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. Fast silent tears were flowing, When something stood behind ; A hand was on my shoulder, — I knew... | |
 | Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton) - 1876 - 344 Seiten
...Each on his golden throne ; The evening air passed by my cheek, The leaves above were stirr'd, — But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. Fast silent tears were flowing, When something stood behind, — A hand was on my shoulder, I knew... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1877 - 840 Seiten
...elm-trce, I watehed the long, long shade, And as it Mill grew longer I did not fcel afraid ; For I listened for a footfall, I listened for a word ; But the beating of my own heart TITMABSH AMONG PICTURES AND BOOKS. He came not — no, be came notl The night came on alone, The little... | |
 | Where, Who - 1878 - 186 Seiten
...LONGFELLOW, Resignation. The baseless fabric of this vision. SHAKSPEAEE, The Tempest, act iv. sc. 1. The beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. ' LORD HOUGHION, I Wandered by the, Brookside. The better part of valour is — discretion. SHAKSPEAEE,... | |
 | Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore - 1879 - 376 Seiten
...the brook flow, The noisy wheel was still ; There was no burr of grasshopper, Nor chirp of any bird ; But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. I sat beneath the elm-tree, I watch'd the long, long shade. And as it grew still longer I did not feel... | |
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But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. He came not, — no, he came not,— The night came on alone, — The little... 
