 SNOW-FLAKES. 00T of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken, Over the woodlands brown and bare Over the harvest-fields forsaken, Silent, and soft, and slow Descends the snow. Even as our cloudy fancies take Suddenly shape in...  Tales of a Wayside Inn - 第212页作者：Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1864 - 225 页全本阅读 - 图书信息
 | 1873 - 744 页
...Out of the bosom of the air, Out of the cloud-folds garments shaken, Over the woodlands brown and te Over the harvest-fields forsaken, Silent, and soft, and slow Descends the snow. is formed by 7$y freezing of vapour, ' i*3/ the temperature of tl atmosphere sinks below a cert* degree... | |
 | 1863 - 1046 页
...is in a well-known vein : — и SNOW FLAKES. OUT of the bosom of the air, Ont of the cloud-fold's of her garments shaken, Over the woodlands brown and bare, Over the harvest-field forsaken, _, . ¡ Silent and soft and slow, Descends the snow. ! . - n Even as our clond-fancies... | |
 | 1864 - 382 页
...is Snow-Flakes. Who does not feel, and yet, who could have expressed the truth of the lines : — " Even as the troubled heart doth make In the white...confession, The troubled sky reveals The grief it feels." But the rippling music of the snow-flakes chases away sad thoughts, and we rejoice in the voiceless,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1865 - 388 页
...hosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken, )ver the woodlands hrown and hare, Over the harvest-fields forsaken. Silent, and soft, and slow Descends the snow. £ven as our cloudy fancies take Suddenly shape in some divine expression, £vcn as the trouhled heart... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1867 - 482 页
...like these, Thy flag, that is rent in twain, Shall be one again, And without a seam ! SNOW-FLAKES. OUT of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of...divine expression, Even as the troubled heart doth make lu the white countenance confession, The troubled sky reveals The grief it feels. This is the poem... | |
 | Robert Hall Baynes - 1882 - 676 页
...never smile again. Is it all a dream, I wonder ? " Renee mused sadly. CHAPTER VII. AN EXCURSION. " Even as our cloudy fancies take Suddenly shape in...heart doth make In the white countenance confession.'' — LONGFELLOW. IT was over at last, and she was alone — alone, and tasting the full bitterness of... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1867 - 144 页
...hearts like these?, Thy flag, that is rent in twain, Sliall be one again, And without a seam ! OUT of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of her garment shaken Over the woodlands brown and bare, Over the harvest-fields forsaken, Silent, and suft,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1868 - 410 页
...like these, Thy flag, that is rent in twain, Shall be one again, And without a seam ! SNOW-FLAKES. OUT of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken, Over the woodlands brown and hare, Over the harvest-fields forsaken, Silent, and soft, and slow Descends the snow. Even as our cloudy... | |
 | Jessie Glenn, Jessie Glenn Schenck - 1868 - 342 页
...moil REBECCA'S DIABY— THE NEW PABTOB 316 .......... 326 COUSIN PAUL CHAPTEE THE SNOW-STORM " Out of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of her garment shaken, Over the woodlands brown and bare. Over the harvest-fields forsaken. Silent, and oft,... | |
 | Jessie Glenn, Jessie Glenn Schenck - 1868 - 340 页
...DIABY—THE NEW PASTOB. .... 316 XLIX.—CONCLUSION 326 COUSIN PAUL CHAPTEK L THE SNOW-STOBM «' Out of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of her garment shaken, Over the woodlands brown and bare, Over the harvest-fields forsaken, Silent, and oft,... | |
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