 ... man be ? — By the side of a spring, on the breast of Helvellyn, Under the twigs of a young birch tree ! The oak that in summer was sweet to hear, And rustled its leaves in the fall of the year, And whistled and roared in the winter alone, Is gone,...  Notes and Queries - Seite 421874Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 Seiten
...whistled and roared in the winter alone, ls gone, — and the birch in its stead is grown. — The SAMUF.I. TAYLOR COLERIDGE. DIRGE FOR A SOLDIER. CLOSE his eyes ; his work is done ! What to him is... | |
 | Mrs. Molesworth - 1872 - 314 Seiten
...my dear Georgie,' replied Maurice with perfect gravity. Mr. Marshall looked rather shocked. ' " The knight's bones are dust, And his good sword rust : His soul is with the saints, I trust," ' quoted Eleanor timidly, blushing as she did so, but smiling as she met Maurice's eye. ' That's out... | |
 | Charles Hartley - 1872 - 372 Seiten
...whistled and roared in the winter alone, Is gone, — and the birch in its stead is grown. — The Knight's bones are dust, And his good sword rust ; — His soul is with the saints, I trust. D MY LAST DUCHESS. (FERRAUA.) THAT'S my last Duchess painted on the wall, Looking as if she were alive.... | |
 | 1872 - 900 Seiten
...winter alone, Is gone, — and the birch in its stead is grown. — The knight's liones are dust, Ami nked among a fettered race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE. DIRGE FOR A SOLDIER. CLOSE his eyes ; his work is done I What to him is friend... | |
 | 1873 - 296 Seiten
...year. And whistled and roared in the winter alone, Is gone, and the birch in its stead has grown. The knight's bones are dust, And his good sword rust ; His soul is with the saints, I trust. SAMUEL TAYLOR COLEUIDGK. KULNASATZ, MY REINDEER. KULNASATZ, rny reindeer, We have a long journey to... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1874 - 798 Seiten
...believe me, Appear the Immortals, Never alone. The Visit of the Gods?1 Imitated from Schiller. The Knight's bones are dust, And his good sword rust ; His soul is with the saints, I trust. The Knight's Tomb. To know, to esteem, to love, — and then to part, Makes up life's tale to many... | |
 | Chester, Eng. (Diocese). Clergy, Church of England. Diocese of Chester - 1875 - 208 Seiten
...Visitation of LancasAire in the year 1613, pp. xii — xiv., Chetham series. He died 17 May 1635. The Knight's bones are dust And his good sword rust, His soul is with the saints, I trust. Coleridge. THE SAME TO THE SAME. Chester the 2 Aprell, 1632. Right After my loue and seruice to you... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1875 - 890 Seiten
...believe me, Appear the Immortals, Never alone. The Visit of the Cods. (Imitated from Schiller.) The Knight's bones are dust, And his good sword rust ; His soul is with the saints, I trust. The Knighfs Tomb. To know, to esteem, to love, — and then to part, Makes up life's tale to many a... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1876 - 828 Seiten
...And whistled and roared in the winter alone, Is gone — and the birch in its stead is grown.— The roses have once been distill'd— You may break, you may ruin the vase, if you will. COME O EPITAPH ON AN INFANT. ITS balmy lips the infant blest Relaxing from its mother's breast, How sweet... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 576 Seiten
...whistled and roared in the winter alone, Is gone, — and the birch in its stead is grown. — The knight's bones are dust, And his good sword rust ; — His soul is with the saints, I trust. SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE. DRIVING HOME THE COWS. OUT of the clover and blue-eyed grass He turned them... | |
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