| 1822 - 858 頁
...and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And gentle sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he...like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thee to shudder,... | |
| 1822 - 298 頁
...and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And gentle sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he...like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thee to shudder,... | |
| 1822 - 758 頁
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| John Pierpont - 1823 - 492 頁
...and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And gentle sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he...thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight • * Pronounced Cum'bat. t CA, as in Church. Luton 116.] FIRST CLASS BOOK. 267 Over thy spirit, and... | |
| 1882 - 450 頁
...they like " to go up from nature up to nature's God." In sympathy with a gifted poet they sing : " When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house Make thee to shudder... | |
| 1825 - 412 頁
...and a smile And eloquence-of beauty ; and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And gentle sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he...come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images < " the stem agony, and shroud, and pall, Ami breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thce... | |
| 1825 - 426 頁
...musings, with a mild And gentle sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware. When thoights Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and sliroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and lire narrow hotsc, Make thee to shudder,... | |
| 1822 - 814 頁
...and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And gentle sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he...like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make ilu-e to shudder,... | |
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