 | People's and Howitt's journal - 938 Seiten
...almost weep as we read the lines, soothing as they are — Still stands the forest primaeval ; hut far away from its shadow, Side by side, in their nameless graves, the lovers are sleeping: — Still stands the forest primmval ; but under the shade of its branches Dwells another race, with... | |
 | 1848 - 464 Seiten
...pressed his lifeless head to her aching bosom, murmuring, " Father, I thank Thee !" And now within the walls of the little Catholic churchyard in the heart of the city, the wearied lovers are sleeping side by side, unknown and unnoticed. " Daily the tides of life go ebbing... | |
 | 1848 - 468 Seiten
...pressed his lifeless head to her aching bosom, murmuring, " Father, I thank Thee !" And now within the walls of the little Catholic churchyard in the heart of the city, the wearied lovers are sleeping side by side, unknown and unnoticed. " Daily the tides of life go ebbing... | |
 | 1851 - 782 Seiten
...the form of an old man. • Gabriel IO my beloved l' • • • Still stands the forest primeval i but, far away from its shadow, Side by side in their nameless graves, the lovers are sleeping. Daily the tides of life go ebbing and flowing beside them, Thousands of throbbing hearts, where theirs... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1854 - 124 Seiten
...away into silence." JANE E. BENHAM. 87 XLIV. " Side by side, in their nameless graves, the lovers arc sleeping. Under the humble walls of the little Catholic church-yard, In the heart of the city." BIRKET FOSTER. 88 XLV. " Maidens still wear their Norman caps and their kirtles of homespun, repeated... | |
 | 1857 - 626 Seiten
...On the pallet before her was stretched the form of an old man. ' Gabriel IO my beloveti 1' • • V Still stands the forest primeval ; but, far away from...in their nameless graves, the lovers are sleeping. Daily the tides of life go ebbing and flowing beside them, Thousands of throbbing hearts, where theirs... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, John Gilbert - 1860 - 448 Seiten
...the lifeless head to her bosom, Meekly she bowed her own, and murmured, " Father, I thank thee ! '' STILL stands the forest primeval ; but far away from...church-yard, In the heart of the city, they lie, unknown and unnotieed. Daily the tides of life go ebbing and flowing beside them, Thousands of throbbing hearts,... | |
 | Sir John Thomas Gilbert - 1861 - 436 Seiten
...* * On the pallet before her was stretched the form of an old man. ' Gabriel! O my beloved!' * * * Still stands the forest primeval; but, far away from...in their nameless graves, the lovers are sleeping. Daily the tides of life go ebbing and flowing beside them, Thousands of throbbing hearts, where theirs... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1866 - 120 Seiten
...tender and saint-like, ' Gabriel ! O my beloved ! ' and died away into silence.' JANE E. BENHAM. XLTV. " Side by side, in their nameless graves, the lovers...little Catholic churchyard, In the heart of the city." BIRKET FOSTER. 100 XI.V. ' ' Maidens still wear their Norman caps and their kirtles of homespun, And... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1866 - 710 Seiten
...more the lifeless head to her bosom, Meekly she bowed her own, and murmured, "Father, I thank thee !" STILL stands the forest primeval ; but far away from...graves, the lovers are sleeping. Under the humble walla of the little Catholic churchyard, In the heart of the city, they lie, unknown and unnoticed!... | |
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Still stands the forest primeval; but far away from its shadow, Side by side, in their nameless graves, the lovers are sleeping. Under the humble walls of the little Catholic churchyard, In the heart of the city, they lie, unknown and unnoticed. 
