 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 636herausgegeben von - 1847Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | John White Chadwick - 1891 - 183 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 heardI sat beneath the elm-tree : I watched the long, long shade, And, as it grew still longer, I did... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1892 - 284 Seiten
...paper. It was the well-known song beginning, 'I wandered by the brook-side," and having the refrain ' But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard.' " When he came down to dinner he brought the verses with him, and showed them to his friends. They... | |
 | 1893
...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... | |
 | 1893
...the well-known song beginning — " ' I wandered by the brookside,' And having the refrain — " ' But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard.' "When he came down to dinner he showed these verses to his friends. They all declared that they were... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1895 - 744 Seiten
...it 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 ou alone, The little stars sat, one by one, Each... | |
 | Charles Dudley Warner - 1896
...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... | |
 | Samuel Silas Curry - 1896 - 369 Seiten
...the brook flow, the noisy wheel was still ; There was no burr of grasshopper, nor 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 feel... | |
 | Margaret Elizabeth Sangster - 1897 - 448 Seiten
...chirp of any bird, But the beating of my own heart The night came on alone,— The little stars sat one by one, Each on his golden throne; The evening...beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. Was all the sound I heard. I sat beneath the elm tree; I watched the long, long shade, And, as it grew... | |
 | Daniel B. Shepp - 1897 - 526 Seiten
...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, 1 watched the long, long shade, And as it grew still longer, I did not... | |
 | 1898
...hear the brook flow ; The noisy wheel wns still. I listened for a footfall, The sound of any bird ; But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. He studied simplicity ; he knew its worth and beauty : it left him fresh and witty and sweet in the... | |
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