 | Charles Fish Howell - 1912 - 412 pagina’s
...that has driven so many of its desperate children to peace within his sheltering arms, — " Mad with life's history, Glad to death's mystery Swift to be...hurled — Anywhere, anywhere, Out of the world." Looking from one of these bridges on the proud, powerful, self-sufficient city, Wordsworth was once... | |
 | Charles Fish Howell - 1912 - 412 pagina’s
...that has driven so many of its desperate children to peace within his sheltering arms, — "Mad with life's history, Glad to death's mystery Swift to be...hurled — Anywhere, anywhere, Out of the world." Looking from one of these bridges on the proud, powerful, self-sufficient city, Wordsworth was once... | |
 | 1912 - 616 pagina’s
...bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver; But not the dark arch Or the black flowing river: Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery, Swift to be hurled — Anywhere, anywhere „ , In she plunged boldly — No matter how coldly The rough river ran — Over the brink of it,... | |
 | John Lawson Stoddard - 1913 - 490 pagina’s
...bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver; But not the dark arch, Or the black, flowing river: Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery Swift...be hurled — Anywhere, anywhere Out of the world ! In she plunged boldly, No matter how coldly The rough river ran, — Over the brink of it, Picture... | |
 | William Burgess - 1914 - 432 pagina’s
...a hopeless, pitiless, despised, scorned, diseased leper, to be spurned and loathed until she is — "Mad from life's history Glad to death's mystery,...be hurled Anywhere — anywhere Out of the world!" The self-righteous world may wrap itself in a mantle of prudery, and close its ears against sickening... | |
 | Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 944 pagina’s
...bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver; But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing river: Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery,...be hurled— Anywhere, anywhere Out of the world! In she plunged boldly — No matter how coldly The rough river ran — Over the brink of it, Picture... | |
 | Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 530 pagina’s
...bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver; But not the dark arch, 65 Or the black flowing river: Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery, Swift to be hurled— Anywhere, anywhere 70 Out of the world! In she plunged boldly — No matter how coldly The rough river ran — Over the... | |
 | 1918 - 2068 pagina’s
...bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver; But not the dark arch Or the black flowing river: Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery, Swift to be hurled— Anywhere, anywhere In she plunged boldly— No matter how coldly The rough river ran — Over the brink of it, Picture... | |
 | 1918 - 2062 pagina’s
...bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver: But not the dark arch Or the black flowing river: Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery, Swift to be hurled— ;\nywhere, anywhere In she plunged boldly — No matter how coldly The rough river ran — Over the... | |
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The bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver; But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing river: Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery, Swift to be hurled Anywhere, anywhere Out of the world! 
