 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 Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 352 Seiten
...night came on alone, — The little stars sat one by one, Each on his golden throne; The evening wind pa.ssed by my cheek, The leaves above were stirred,...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, —... | |
 | Harrison Millard - 1875 - 208 Seiten
...hop -per, No chirp of an - y fraid, For I list - cued for a foot - fall; I list-ened for a bird— But the beat-ing of my own heart was all the sound I heard, word— But tte beat-ing of my own heart was all the sound I heard. 1. To the Lords of Convention 'twas... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1875 - 864 Seiten
...instincts, unawares. The Men of Old. A man's best things are nearest him, Lie close about his feet. ibid. The beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. / wandered by the BrootsuU. SAMUEL LOVER. 1797-1868. Reproof on her lips, but a smile in her eye. Rory... | |
 | Richard Monckton Milnes Houghton (1st baron) - 1876
...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,... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1876
...brook flow, — The noisy wheel was still ; There was no burr of grasshopper, Mo 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... | |
 | 1876 - 543 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 : I watched the long, long shade, And, as it grew still longer, I did not... | |
 | Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton) - 1876
...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. The evening air passed by my cheek, The leaves above were stirr'd, — But the beating of my own heart... | |
 | WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT - 1876
...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,... | |
 | Where, Who - 1878 - 175 Seiten
...LONGFELLOW, Resignation. The baseless fabric of this vision. SHAKSPEAEE, The Tempest, act iv. sc. 1. The beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. ' LORD HOUGHION, I Wandered by the, Brookside. The better part of valour is — discretion. SHAKSPEAEE,... | |
 | Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore - 1879 - 344 Seiten
...grew still longer I did not feel afraid ; For I listen'd for a foot-fall, 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 Each on... | |
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