 | 1844 - 504 pagina’s
...Who the cross of suffering bore, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spoke with us on earth no more ! And with them the being beauteous, Who unto my youth...chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sita and gazes at me, With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars so still and saint-like, Looking... | |
 | 1844 - 878 pagina’s
...Who the cross of suffering bore, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Bpako with us on earth no more ! And with them, the being beauteous Who unto my youth...heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that mcsricnper divine ; Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 136 pagina’s
...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...things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and gazes at me, With... | |
 | James Fenimore Cooper - 1844 - 922 pagina’s
...a smile, placing herself entirely in our hands. It was decided to put it in practice. CHAPTER VIII. And she sits and gazes at me, With those deep and...still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies. LONGFELLOW. THE next morning I set about the measures necessary for carrying out our plan. Marble was... | |
 | James Fenimore Cooper - 1844 - 516 pagina’s
...with a smile, placing herself entirely in our ' It was decided to put it in practice. CHAPTER XV. " And she sits and gazes at me, With those deep and...so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the shies." LONGFELLOW. THE next morning I set about the measures necessary f •' carrying out our plan.... | |
 | 1844 - 398 pagina’s
...sleepless night CHAPTER HI. THE AIXUIYMIST AND HIS DAUGHTER. With a slow and noiseless footstep, Comea that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside...gentle hand in mine ; And she sits and gazes at me With thoac deep and tender eyes Like the stare, so still and saintlike Looking downward from the skies.... | |
 | 1844 - 858 pagina’s
...Spake with us on curth no more ! And with them, the being beauteous Who unto my youth woe given, Alore than all things else to love me. And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comee that messenger divine ; Takes the vacant chair beeide me. Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she... | |
 | 1844 - 298 pagina’s
...-side fell and perished, Weary with the march of life ! With a slow and noiseless footstep, Comes the messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And, as she sits and gazes at me, With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars so still and saint-like,... | |
 | John Keese - 1844 - 140 pagina’s
...cherished Noble longings for the strife, By the way-side fell and perished, Weary with the march of lifel Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And, as she sits and gazes at me, With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars so still and saint-like,... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 330 pagina’s
...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...me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noisless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand... | |
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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... 
