 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...  Bentley's Miscellany - Pagina 76geredigeerd door - 1840Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Edward Payson Weston - 1840 - 228 pagina’s
...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...and gazes at me, With those deep and tender eyes, Uttered not, yet comprehended, Is the spirit's voiceless prayer, Soft rebukes, in blessings ended,... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1840 - 584 pagina’s
...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...Lays her gentle hand in mine. "And she sits and gazes nt me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from... | |
 | Edward Payson Weston - 1840 - 224 pagina’s
...Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and gazes at me, With those deep and tender eyes, Uttered not, yet comprehended, Is the spirit's voiceless prayer, Soft rebukes, in blessings ended, Ereathing from her lips of air. O, though oft depressed and lonely, All my fears are laid aside, If... | |
 | 1840 - 568 pagina’s
...first and only love, and sang to her the ballads of the olden time ; while ' She sat, and gazed upon me, With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still, and spint-like, Looking downward from the skits." I have again heard her breathe my name, in accents sweeter... | |
 | 1841 - 586 pagina’s
...and make worthy all our affections. The sainted spirit even may visit us to chide away our gloom: " With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger...vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. . " Uttered not, yet comprehended, Is the spirit's voiceless prayer; Soft rebukes, in blessings ended,... | |
 | 1841 - 544 pagina’s
...the ballads of the olden time; while " She sat. and gazed upon me, With those deep and tender t yes, Like the stars, so still, and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies." I have again heard her breathe my name in'accents sweeter than the song of the nightingale. Another... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 pagina’s
...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...downward from the skies. Utter'd not, yet comprehended, la the spirit's voiceless prayer, Soft rebukes, in blessings ended, Breathing from her lips of air.... | |
 | 1842 - 506 pagina’s
...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...gazes at me, With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stare, 90 still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies. TOL. TII. 32 242 A THOUGHT OF THE... | |
 | 1842 - 512 pagina’s
...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...gentle hand in mine. " And she sits and gazes at me, "Uttered not, yet comprehended Was the spirit's voiceless prayer. Soft rebukes, in blessings enclecl,... | |
 | Charles Lanman - 1842 - 272 pagina’s
...first and only love, and sang to her the ballads of the olden time ; while " She sat and gazed upon me, With those deep and tender eyes ; Like the stars,...and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies." Longfellow. I have again heard her breathe my name, in accents sweeter than the song of the nightingale.... | |
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