 | 1830 - 504 halaman
...that he might hear ; Perchanpe that dark hour brought repose To happy bosoms near, — While she Mt striving with despair, Beside his tortured form, And...prayer, Forth on the rushing storm. She wiped the death damps from his brow, With her pale hands and soft, Whose touch upon the lute chords low Had still'd... | |
 | 1827 - 452 halaman
...thou, shouldst speak : The winds rose high — but with them rose Her voice that he might hear; — Perchance that dark hour brought repose To happy bosoms...With her pale hands and soft, Whose touch upon the lute chords low, Had stlll'd his heart so oft. She spread her mantle o'er his breast, She bathed his... | |
 | 1828 - 604 halaman
...only thou shouldst speak ! The wind rose high,— but with it rose Her voice, that he might hear : Perchance that dark hour brought repose To happy bosoms...rushing storm. She wiped the death-damps from his broir, With her pale hands and soft, Whose touch upon the lute-chords low Had Mill'.] his heart so... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1827 - 528 halaman
...only thou shouldst speak ! The wind rose high, — but with it rose Her voice, that he might hear : Perchance that dark hour brought repose To happy bosoms...hands and soft, Whose touch upon the lute-chords low, She spread her mantle o'er his breast, She bath'd his lips with dew, And on his cheek such kisses press'd... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 228 halaman
...THOU, shouldst speak ! The winds rose high— but with them rose Her voice, that he might hear; — Perchance that dark hour brought repose To happy bosoms...in prayer Forth on the rushing storm. She wiped the death damps from his bronr, Will her pale hands and soft, Whose touch upon the lute chords low, Had... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 228 halaman
...should*! speak • The winds rose high — but with them rose Her voice, that he might hear; — .Il*^ « Perchance that dark hour brought repose To happy bosoms...in prayer Forth on the rushing storm. She wiped the death damps from his brow, Wih her pale hands and soft. Whose touch upon the lute chords low, Had stilled... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 216 halaman
...thou, shouldst speak ! The winds rose high — but with them rose Her voice, that he might hear j — Perchance that dark hour brought repose To happy bosoms...near : While she sat striving with despair Beside his tortur'd form, And pouting her deep soul in prayer Forth on the rushing storm. She wip'd the death... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1831 - 510 halaman
...only thau shouldst speak I The wind rose high, — but with it rose Her voice, that he might hear: Perchance that dark hour brought repose To happy bosoms...soul in prayer Forth on the rushing storm. She wiped tho death-damps from his brow, With her pale hands and soft, Whose touch upon the lute-chords low,... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans, Reginald Heber - 1833 - 526 halaman
...only /Ло« shoul&st speak ! The wind rose high, — but with it rose Her voice, that he might hear: Perchance that dark hour brought repose To happy bosoms...She wiped the death-damps from his brow, With her pal« hands and soft, Wnose touch upon the lute-chords low, Had stilled his heart so oft. She spread... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1834 - 512 halaman
...only thou shouldst speak ! The wind rose high, — but with it rose Her voice, that he might hear: Perchance that dark hour brought repose To happy bosoms...and soft, Whose touch upon the lute-chords low, Had stilled his heart so oft. She spread her mantle o'er his breast, She bathed his lips with dew, And... | |
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The wind rose high — but with it rose Her voice, that he might hear : — Perchance that dark hour brought repose To happy bosoms near; While she sat striving with despair Beside his tortured form, And pouring her deep soul in prayer Forth on the rushing... 
