 And with them the being beauteous Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in...  The Yale Literary Magazine - الصفحة 2411842عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
 | 1857 - عدد الصفحات: 780
...of the departed Enter at the open door ; The beloved, the true-hearted, Come to visit me once more. And with them the being beauteous, Who unto my youth was given, More than all f inn- to lore me, And is now a saint in Heaven. And he, the young and strong, who cherished Noble... | |
 | 1849 - عدد الصفحات: 782
...hearted, Come to visit me once more ; " And, with them, the Being Beauteous, WTio unto my youth was givenj More than all things else to love me, And is now a...Heaven. " With a slow and noiseless footstep, Comes the messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine, "And she sits... | |
 | 1839 - عدد الصفحات: 226
...the cross of suffering bore, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more. VI. And with them the being beauteous, Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me. She is now a saint in heaven. VII. With a slow and noiseless footstep, Comes that messenger divine,... | |
 | Charles Fenno Hoffman, Timothy Flint, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew - 1839 - عدد الصفحات: 614
...Who the cross of suffering bore, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with ue on earth no more ! And with them the Being beauteous, Who unto my youth...gazes at me, With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies. Uttered not, yet comprehended, It the... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1839 - عدد الصفحات: 174
...cross of suffering bore, — Folded their pale hands so meekly, — Spake with us on earth no more ! And with them the Being Beauteous, Who unto my youth...gazes at me, With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies. Uttered not, yet comprehended, Is... | |
 | 1839 - عدد الصفحات: 584
...suffering boru, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more ! And with them the Reing beauteous, Who unto my youth was given, More than...gazes at me, With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars so still and saint-like, Looking downward froin the skies. Uttered not, yet comprehended. Is... | |
 | 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 424
...cross of suffering bore, — Folded their pale hands so meekly, — Spake with us on earth no more ! " And with them the Being Beauteous, Who unto my youth...gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies. " Uttered not, yet comprehended, Is... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 328
...Who the cross of suffering bore, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more ! And with them the Being Beauteous, Who unto my youth...gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies. Utter'd not, yet comprehended, Is... | |
 | Edward Payson Weston - 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 226
...Who the cross of suffering bore, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more ! And with them the Being Beauteous, Who unto my youth...gazes at me, With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies. Uttered not, yet comprehended, Is... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 686
...Who the cross of suffering wore, Folded iheir pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no morel And with them the being beauteous, Who unto my youth...gazes at me, With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies. Utter'd not, yet comprehended, Is... | |
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