Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time.... Poems of Edgar Allan Poe: With Memoir - Stran 31avtor: Edgar Allan Poe - 1882 - 196 straniCelotni ogled - O knjigi
| 1857 - 780 strani
...as she read with her clear, musical voice some well -remembered lay of Some humble poet, Whose song? gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or (ears from the eyelids start. Who, through long days of Iul<our, And nights devoid of ease, Still heard... | |
| 1850 - 464 strani
...old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time. For, like strains of martial music, Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endeavour ; And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his... | |
| 1870 - 726 strani
...like strains of martial music. Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endeavours — And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gush from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start. Who through... | |
| Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1845 - 540 strani
...Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of time " ; — but, " from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or team from the eyelids start ; " Who, through long days of labor, And nights devoid of ease, Still beard... | |
| 1845 - 888 strani
...old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of time. For, like strains of martial music, Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endeavour; And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart,... | |
| 1907 - 516 strani
...old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of time. For, like strains of martial music, Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endeavour, And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet Whose songs gushed from his heart... | |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1846 - 178 strani
...old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time. For, like strains of martial music, Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endeavour ; And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his... | |
| 1847 - 540 strani
...poetry shall charm mankind, His flowing numbers will admirers find. 33. Whose song gush'd from his beart As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start. HW LONGFELLOW. POETRY. — (See POET.) POLITENESS. — (See ETIQUETTE.) POLITICS. 1. A politician,... | |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1848 - 170 strani
...endless toil and endeavour; And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humble poet, Whose songs gush'd from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids »tart; Who, through long days of labour, And -nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music... | |
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