 God's blessing breathed upon the fainting earth ! Go, rock the little wood-bird in his nest, Curl the still waters, bright with stars, and rouse The wide old wood from his majestic rest, Summoning from the...  Southern Literary Messenger - Stran 481837Celotni ogled - O knjigi
 | Albert Newton Raub - 1878 - 444 strani
...majestic rest, Summoning from the innumerable boughs The strange, deep harmonies that haunt his breast ; Pleasant shall be thy way where meekly bows The shutting flower, and darkling waters pass, And 'twixt the o'ershadowing branches and the grass. 4. The faint old man shall lean his silver... | |
 | American poems - 1878 - 536 strani
...majestic rest, Summoning, from the innumerable boughs, The strange deep harmonies that haunt his breast : Pleasant shall be thy way where meekly bows The shutting flower, and darkling waters pass, And where the o'ershadowing branches sweep the grass. Stoop o'er the place of graves, and softly... | |
 | 1879 - 152 strani
...majestic rest, Summoning from the innumerable boughs The strange, deep harmonies that haunt his breast : Pleasant shall be thy way where meekly bows The shutting flower, and darkling waters pass, And where the o'ershadowing branches sweep the grass. 4 The faint old man shall lean his silver... | |
 | Choice poems - 1879 - 206 strani
...majestic rest, Summoning, from the innumerable boughs, The strange deep harmonies that haunt his breast ! Pleasant shall be thy way where meekly bows The shutting flower, and darkling waters pass, And where the o'ershadowing branches sweep the grass. Stoop o'er the place of graves, and softly... | |
 | Andrew James Symington - 1880 - 284 strani
...majestic rest, Summoning from the innumerable boughs The strange, deep harmonies that haunt his breast : Pleasant shall be thy way where meekly bows The shutting flower, and darkling waters pass, And where the o'ershadowing branches sweep the grass. The faint old man shall lean his silver... | |
 | Andrew James Symington - 1880 - 290 strani
...majestic rest, Summoning from the innumerable boughs The strange, deep harmonies that haunt his breast : Pleasant shall be thy way where meekly bows The shutting flower, and darkling waters pass, And where the o'ershadowing branches sweep the grass. The faint old man shall lean his silver... | |
 | Andrew James Symington - 1880 - 328 strani
...majestic rest, Summoning from the innumerable boughs The strange, deep harmonies that haunt his breast: Pleasant shall be thy way where meekly bows The shutting flower, and darkling waters pass, And where the o'ershadowing branches sweep the grass. The faint old man shall lean his silver... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - 1138 strani
...majestic rest, Summoning, from the innumerable boughs, The strange deep harmonies that haunt his breast. eaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death. Through the still lapse of ages. All And where the o'ershadowing branches sweep the grass. Stoop o'er the place of graves, and softly sway... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1881 - 44 strani
...rest. Summoning from the innumerable bonghs 20 The strange, deep harmonies that haunt his breast : Pleasant shall be thy way where meekly bows The shutting flower, and darkling waters pass, And where the o'ershadowiug branches sweep the grass. The faint old man shall lean his silver... | |
 | Anna Callender Brackett - 1881 - 348 strani
...majestic rest, Summoning from the innumerable boughs The strange deep harmonies that haunt his breast ; Pleasant shall be thy way where meekly bows The shutting flower, and darkling waters pass, And where the o'ershadowing branches sweep the grass. 'The faint old man shall lean his silver... | |
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