 | Curtis Hidden Page - 1910 - 966 Seiten
...that own no curbing hand. How fast has brother followed brother From sunshine to the sunless land I Yet I, whose lids from infant slumber Were earlier...in whispers, " Who next will drop and disappear?" Our haughty life is crowned with darkness. Like London with its own black wreath, On which with thee,... | |
 | Curtis Hidden Page - 1924 - 486 Seiten
...lonely hearth. Like clouds that rake the mountainsummits. Or waves that own no curbing hand, How fust has brother followed brother From sunshine to the...land ! Yet I, whose lids from infant slumber Were eai'lier raised, remain to hear A timid voice, that asks in whispers, " Who next will drop and disappear?... | |
 | Thomas Earle Welby - 1925 - 254 Seiten
...his lonely hearth. Like clouds that rake the mountain-summits, Or waves that own no curbing hand, How fast has brother followed brother, From sunshine to...asks in whispers, " Who next will drop and disappear ? " . . . William Wordsworth. 186 DARK, deep, and cold the current flows Unto the sea where no wind... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1927 - 734 Seiten
...his lonely hearth. Like clouds that rake the mountain-summits, Or waves that own no curbing hand, How fast has brother followed brother From sunshine to...asks in whispers, " Who next will drop and disappear ?" Our haughty life is crowned with darkness, . , . Like London with its own black wreath, On which... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1958 - 196 Seiten
...lonely hearth. 20 Like clouds that rake the mountain-summits, Or waves that own no curbing hand, How fast has brother followed brother, From sunshine to...sunless land! Yet I, whose lids from infant slumber 25 Were earlier raised, remain to hear A timid voice, that asks in whispers, 'Who next will drop and... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1994 - 628 Seiten
...his lonely hearth. Like clouds that rake the mountain-summits, Or waves that own no curbing hand, How fast has brother followed brother, From sunshine to...asks in whispers, 'Who next will drop and disappear?' Our haughty life is crowned with darkness, 30 Like London with its own black wreath, On which with... | |
 | Kenneth R. Johnston - 1998 - 1018 Seiten
...consciousness of his youth remained strong even in their deaths: Yet I, whose lids from infant slumbers Were earlier raised, remain to hear A timid voice,...asks in whispers, "Who next will drop and disappear?" The timid voice was not his. Like the little girl at Goodrich Castle, he could hear the conventional... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2003 - 356 Seiten
...lonely hearth. 20 Like clouds that rake the mountain-summits, Or waves that own no curbing hand, How fast has brother followed brother, From sunshine to...asks in whispers, 'Who next will drop and disappear?' Our haughty life is crowned with darkness, Like London with its own black wreath, 30 On which with... | |
 | Lene Østermark-Johansen - 2003 - 182 Seiten
...and (from 1836) Felicia Hemans - provoke an urgent question: Yet I, whose lids from infant slumbers Were earlier raised, remain to hear A timid voice,...asks in whispers, 'Who next will drop and disappear?' If these deaths lead Wordsworth to look toward his own death, they also intensify the need to define... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1884 - 632 Seiten
...brother followed brother, From sunshine to the sunless land! "While I, whose lids from infant slumbers Were earlier raised, remain to hear A timid voice...asks in whispers, 'Who next will drop and disappear t'" Few men ever lived of so friendly disposition as Walter Scott. Wherever he went, his spirit, at... | |
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Were earlier raised, remain to hear A timid voice that asks in whispers, "Who next will drop and disappear? 
