 Like clouds that rake the mountainsummits, Or waves that own no curbing hand. How fast has brother followed brother From sunshine to the sunless land ! Yet I, whose lids from infant slumber Were earlier raised, remain to hear A timid voice, that asks...  Beulah: A Novel - Página 196por Augusta Jane Evans - 1859 - 510 páginasVisualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | 1835 - 616 páginas
...frolic and the gentle, Has vanished from his lonely hearth. Like clouds that rake the mountain-summits, Or waves that own no curbing hand, How fast has brother followed brother From sunshine to the sunless laud ! Yet I, whose lids from infant slumbers Were earlier raised, remain to hear A timid volte, that... | |
 | 1836 - 808 páginas
...frolic and the gentle, Has vanished from his lonely hearth. Like clouds that rake the mountain summits, Or waves that own no curbing hand, How fast has brother...followed brother From sunshine to the sunless land ! Yet I, whose lids from infant slumbers Were earlier raised, remain to hear A timid voice, that asks... | |
 | Robert Walsh - 1836 - 536 páginas
...warning he has felt in the death of his contemporaries : "Like clouds that rake the mountain summits, Or waves that own no curbing hand. How fast has brother...followed brother From sunshine to the sunless land ! "Yet I, whose lids from infant slumbers Were earlier raised, remain to hear A timid voice, that asks... | |
 | 1836 - 746 páginas
...frolic and the gentle, Has vanished from his lonely hearth. Like clouds that rake the mountain summits, Or waves that own no curbing hand. How fast has Brother...followed Brother From sunshine to the sunless land I Yet I, whose lids from infant slumbers Were earlier raised, remain to hear A timid voice, that asks... | |
 | 1892 - 848 páginas
...the braes of Yarrow, Has closed the Shepherd-poet's eyes. Like clouds that rake the mountain-summits, Or waves that own no curbing hand, How fast has brother...followed brother, From sunshine to the sunless land I Yet I, whose lids from infant slumber, Were earlier raised, remain to hear A timid voice, that asks... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 688 páginas
...frolic and the gentle, Has vanished from hie lonely hearth. Like clouds that rake the mountain-summits, Or waves that own no curbing hand, How fast has brother...followed brother, From sunshine to the sunless land ! Our haughty life is crowned with darkness, Like London with its own black wreath, On which with thee,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 660 páginas
...frolic and the gentle, Has vanished from his lonely hearth. Like clouds that rake the mountain-summits, Or waves that own no curbing hand, How fast has brother...followed brother, From sunshine to the sunless land ! Our haughty life is crowned with darkness, Like London with its own black wreath, On which with thee,... | |
 | William Howitt - 1847 - 566 páginas
...and the gentle, Has vanished from his lonely hearth. " Like clouds that robe the mountain summits, Or waves that own no curbing hand, How fast has Brother...followed Brother, From sunshine to the sunless land ! " Yet I, whose lids from infant slumbers Were earlier raised, remain to hear A timid voice that asks... | |
 | 1850 - 782 páginas
...frolic and the gentle, Has vanished from his lonely hearth. like clouds that rake the mountain-summits, Or waves that own no curbing hand, How fast has brother...followed brother, From sunshine to the sunless land ! Yet I, whose lids from infant slumber Were earlier raised, remain to hear A timid voice, that asks... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1851 - 748 páginas
...frolic and the gentle, Has vanished from his lonely hearth. Like clouds that rake* the mountain-summits, laud ! * This expression is borrowed from a sonnet by Mr. G. Bell, the auihor of a small volume of... | |
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