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" But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. i Bat beneath the elm-tree ; I watched the long, long shade, And as it grew still longer, I did not feel afraid ; For I... "
Dwight's American Magazine - Seite 636
herausgegeben von - 1847
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song: Selected from English and American ...

Charlotte Fiske Bates Rogé - 1832 - 882 Seiten
...sound I heard. He came not, — no, he came not, — The night came on alone, — The little stars sat one by one, Each on his golden throne; The evening...But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound 1 heard. Fast silent tears were flowing, When something stood behind, A hand was on my shoulder, I...
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The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Band 9

...brook flow — tho noisy wheel was still ; There was no burr of grasshopper, n« chirp of any hird, 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...
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Poetry for the People: And Other Poems

Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton), Richard Monckton Milnes Baron Houghton - 1840 - 200 Seiten
...grew still longer, I did not feel afraid; For I listened for a footfall, I listened for a word,— 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 stars sat one by one, Each...
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The Evergreen, Band 1

1840
...the 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...
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Blackwood's Lady's Magazine of the Belles Lettres, Music, Fine Arts, Drama ...

Blackwood's Lady's Magazine VOL.X 1841 - 1841
...it grew still longer, I did not feel afraid ; For I listened for a footfall, I listened for a word ; 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 stars sat one by one, Each...
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Poems of many years

Richard Monckton Milnes (1st baron Houghton.) - 1844 - 275 Seiten
...sound I heard. He came not, — no, he came not, — The night came on alone, — The little stars sat one by one, 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,...
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Poems of Many Years

Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton) - 1844 - 275 Seiten
...grew still longer, I did not feel afraid ; For I listened for a footfall, I listened for a word, — But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. 244 The evening air passed by my cheek, The leaves above were stirr'd, — But the beating of my own...
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The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 504 Seiten
...grew still longer, I did not feel afraid ; For I listen'd for a footfall, I listen'd for a word, — 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 stars sat one by one,...
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Poems of Many Years

Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton), Richard Monckton Milnes Baron Houghton - 1846 - 279 Seiten
...sound I heard. He came not, — no, he came not, — The night came on alone, — The little stars sat one by one, 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,...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 504 Seiten
...the 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 beside the elm-tree, I watcht the long, long shade, And as it grew still longer, I did not feel...
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