 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1887 - 360 páginas
...in silence so deep and still That he could heir, like a sentinel's tread. The watchful uight-wind, as it went Creeping along from tent to tent, And seeming...the secret dread Of the lonely belfry and the dead ; Kor suddenly all his thoughts are bent On a shadowy something far away, Where the river widens to... | |
 | Edward Conant - 1887 - 164 páginas
...night-wind, as it went Creeping along from tent to tent, And seemingxto whisper, " All is well!" (7) A moment only he feels the spell Of the place and...are bent On a shadowy something far away, Where the river winds to meet the bay,— A line of black that bends and floats On the rising tide, like a bridge... | |
 | 1887 - 280 páginas
...night-wind as it went Creeping along from tent to tent, And seeming to whisper " All is well! " 18. A moment only he feels the spell Of the place and...belfry and the dead ; For suddenly all his thoughts were bent On a shadowy something far away, Where the river widens to meet the bay— A line of black... | |
 | Samuel Silas Curry - 1888 - 456 páginas
...moment only he feels the spell of the place and the hour, the secret dread of the lonely belfry aud the dead; for suddenly all his thoughts are bent on...the bay, — a line of black, that bends and floats ou the rising tide, like a bridge of boats. Meanwhile, impatient to mount and ride, booted and spurr'd,... | |
 | George Cary Eggleston - 1889 - 538 páginas
...night-encampment on the hill, Wrapp'd in silence so deep and still That he could hear, like a sentinel's tread. The watchful night-wind, as it went Creeping along...are bent On a shadowy something far away, Where the river widens to meet the bay, — A line of black that bends and floats On the rising tide like a bridge... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1889 - 254 páginas
...night-encampment on the hill, Wrapped in silence so deep and still That he could hear, like a sentinel's tread, The watchful night-wind, as it went Creeping along...are bent On a shadowy something far away, Where the river widens to meet the bay, — A line of black that bends and floats On the rising tide, like a... | |
 | Jacob W. Shoemaker - 1881 - 220 páginas
...watchful night-wind, as it went Creeping along from tent to tent, And seeming to whisper "All is well ! " Of the place and the hour, and the secret dread Of...are bent On a shadowy something far away, Where the river widens to meet the bay — A line of black that bends and floats On the rising tide, like a bridge... | |
 | George Cary Eggleston - 1889 - 256 páginas
...And seeming to whisper, " All is well ! " A moment only he feels the spell Paul TRevete'e IRt&e 35 Of the place and the hour, and the secret dread Of...are bent On a shadowy something far away, Where the river widens to meet the bay, — A line of black that bends and floats On the rising tide like a bridge... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1890 - 460 páginas
...night-encampment on the hill, Wrapped in silence so deep and still That he could hear, like a sentinel's tread, The watchful night-wind, as it went Creeping along...are bent On a shadowy something far away, Where the river widens to meet the bay, — A line of black that bends and floats On the rising tide, like a... | |
 | Mrs. Grace Townsend - 1890 - 640 páginas
...silence so deep and still That he could hear, like a sentinel's tread, • The watchful night wind, as it went Creeping along from tent to tent, And seeming...are bent On a shadowy something far away, Where the river widens to meet the bay, — A line of black that bends and floats On the rising tide, like a... | |
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A moment only he feels the spell Of the place and the hour, and the secret dread Of the lonely belfry and the dead ; For suddenly all his thoughts are bent On a shadowy something far away, Where the river widens to meet the bay, A line of black that... 
