 I listened for a word, — But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. He came not, — no, he came not, — The night came on alone, — The little stars sat one by one, Each on his golden throne ; The evening air passed by my cheek, The...  Saint Pauls - Strana 3701872Úplné zobrazenie - O tejto knihe
 | Mme. Charlotte Fiske (Bates) Rogé - 1832 - Počet stránok 1022
...the brook flow, The noisy wheel was still ; There was no burr of grasshopper, No chirp of any bird, But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. 1 sat beneath the elm-tree, I watched the long, long shade, And as it grew still longer, I did not... | |
 | Počet stránok 420
...one, each on his golden throne. The evening air pass'd by my cheek, the leaves above were stirred, But the beating of my own heart was all the sound I heard. Fast silent tears were flowing — when something stood behind — A hand was on my shoulder — I... | |
 | Baroness Rosina Bulwer Lytton Lytton - 1839 - Počet stránok 296
...aware of it till a servant met him, and told him that Mr. Spoonbill was in the library. CHAPTER XII. " The night came on alone, The little stars sat one...by one, Each on his golden throne ; The evening air pass'd by my cheek, The leaves above were stirr'd, But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound... | |
 | 1840 - Počet stránok 826
...the brook flow, The noisy wheel was still. There was no burr of grasshopper, No chirp of any bird—- But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. I sat beneath the elm-tree, I watched the long, long shade, And as it grew still longer, I did not... | |
 | Blackwood's Lady's Magazine VOL.X 1841 - 1841 - Počet stránok 500
...one, Each on his golden throne ; The evening air pass'd by my cheek, The leaves above were stirred ; But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. Fast silent tears were Bowing, When something stood behind ; A hand was on my shoulder, — I knew... | |
 | Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton) - 1844 - Počet stránok 312
...the sound I heard I sat beneath the elm-tree, I watched the long, long, shade, And as it grew still longer, I did not feel afraid ; For I listened for...beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. 244 The evening air passed by my cheek, The leaves above were stirr'd, — But the beating of my own... | |
 | Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton) - 1844 - Počet stránok 300
...Each on his golden throne ; The evening air passed by my cheek, The leaves above were stirr'd, — But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. Fast silent tears were flowing, When something stood behind, — A hand was on my shoulder, I knew... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - Počet stránok 560
...one, Each on a golden throne ; The evening air past by my cheek, The leaves above were stirr'd, — But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. Fast silent tears were flowing, When something stood behind, — A hand was on my shoulder, I knew... | |
 | Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton) - 1846 - Počet stránok 320
...the sound I heard. I sat beneath the elm-tree, I watched the long, long, shade, And as it grew still longer, I did not feel afraid ; For I listened for...by one, Each on his golden throne ; The evening air passed by my cheek, The leaves above were stirr'd,— But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound... | |
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