| Matilda Charlotte Houstoun - 1863 - 340 Seiten
...signs of depression, those heralds of the mournful time when the victim of consumption seems — ' To be sinking down through infinite depths in the...slumber and death, for ever sinking and sinking.' It is not in the outward voyage, I repeat, that depression lays its fangs upon the patient, He is,... | |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1864 - 488 Seiten
...still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, v with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel of Death might see the sign,...depths in the darkness, Darkness of slumber and death, forever sinking and sinking. Then through those realms of shade, in multiplied reverberations, Heard... | |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1864 - 512 Seiten
...nn.l red on his lips still burned the flush of the fever, An if lil'o, like the Hebrew, with blood had That the Angel of Death might see the sign, and pass...depths in the darkness, Darkness of slumber and death, forever sinking and sinking. Then through those realms of shade, in multiplied reverberations, Heard... | |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1865 - 388 Seiten
...lips still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel of Death might see the sign,...death, for ever sinking and sinking. Then through thoso realms of shade, in multiplied reverberations, Heard he that cry of pain, and through the hush... | |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1866 - 710 Seiten
...lips still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel of Death might see the sign,...that cry of pain, and through the hush that succeeded TrVhispered a gentle voice, in accents tender and saint-like, " Gabriel ! O my beloved ! " and died... | |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1866 - 300 Seiten
...lips still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel of Death might see the sign,...through infinite depths in the darkness, Darkness of slumbe^ and death, forever sinking and sinking. Then through those realms of shade, in multiplied reverberations,... | |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1867 - 482 Seiten
...lips still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel of Death might see the sign,...realms of shade, in multiplied reverberations, Heard he (hat cry of pain, and through the hush that succeeded Whispered a gentle voice, in accents tender and... | |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1868 - 410 Seiten
...lips still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel of Death might see the sign,...to be sinking down through infinite depths in the darknefs, Darkness of slumber and death, for ever sinking and sinking. Then through those realms of... | |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1868 - 252 Seiten
...lips still hnrned the flnsh of the fever, As if life, like the Hehrew, with hlood had hesprinkled its portals, That the Angel of Death might see the sign and pass over. Motlouless, seuseless, dying, he lay, and his spirit exhansted, Seemed to he sinking down throngh infinite... | |
| Philip Lawrence - 1870 - 422 Seiten
...lips still burner! the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel of Death might see the sign,...depths in the darkness, Darkness of slumber and death, forever sinking and sinking. Then through those realms of shade, in multiplied reverberations, Heard... | |
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