 I wandered by the brook-side, I wandered by the mill, I could not hear 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.  The Evergreen - 第2页1840全本阅读 - 图书信息
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 页
...good for man. / WANDERED BY THE BROOKSIDE. I WANDERED by the brook-side, 1 wandered by the mill, — 1 could not hear the brook flow, The noisy wheel was...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... | |
 | 422 页
...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... | |
 | Blackwood's Lady's Magazine VOL.X 1841 - 1841 - 500 页
...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 - 300 页
...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... | |
 | Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton) - 1844 - 306 页
...grew still longer, I did not feel afraid ; For I listened for a footfall, I listened for a word, — But the 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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 页
...death thy voices, Listen we however near. PASTORAL SONG. I «. a M: MI 'n by the brook-side, I wander'd by the mill, — I could not hear the brook flow, The noisy wheel was still ; There wu no burr of grasshopper, No chirp of any bird, But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 页
...grew still longer, I did not feel afraid ; For I listen'd for a footfall, I listen'd 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 ort alone, — The little stars sat one by one,... | |
 | Theodore Dwight - 1847 - 838 页
...[Junes Veby. I Waiidered by tbe Brook Side. I wandered by the brook-side, I wandered by the mill; 1 could not hear the brook flow, The noisy wheel was still; There was no burr of grasshoppers, Mo chirp of any bird, But tlie beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. I sat... | |
 | Mrs. Warren (Eliza) - 1751 - 206 页
...rudeness and barbarism of the present Arab nhabitants of these ruins. POETRY. SOXG. BY li. M. MILNBS. ' I WANDERED by the brook-side, I wandered by the mill,...wheel was still. There was no burr of grasshopper, If o chirp of any bird ; But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. 170 171 I sat beneath... | |
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