 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1866 - 710 sider
...weakly, Who the cross of suffering bore, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more ! And with them the Being Beauteous, Who unto...saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Conies that messenger divine, FLOWERS. And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes,... | |
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1866 - 436 sider
...weakly, Who the cross of suffering bore, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more. And with them the being beauteous, Who unto...things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. Tlie Spirit's Home. 19 With a slow and noiseless footstep, Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant... | |
 | 1882 - 972 sider
...the sweet poem proceeds through the next two stanzas : " With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes the messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me,...sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, L'ke the stars so still and saint-like Looking downward from the skies." What an inexpressible charm... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1866 - 300 sider
...weakly, Who the cross of suffering bore, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more ! And with them the Being Beauteous, Who unto...youth was given, More than all things else to love me, Aud is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes... | |
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1867 - 234 sider
...weakly, Who the cross of suffering bore, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more. And with them the being beauteous, Who unto...and noiseless footstep, Comes that messenger divine, And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like,... | |
 | 1868 - 452 sider
...a great peace beaming there ; he is not lonely in this twilight hour ; for there has come to him " The being beauteous, Who unto my youth was given,...in mine. And she sits and gazes at me, With those soft and gentle eyes ; Like the stars so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies. Uttered,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1868 - 252 sider
...earth no more ! And with them the Being Beanteons, Who nnto my yonth was Riven, More than all minga else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With...noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine. Takes the vneant ehair heside me, Lays her gentie hand in mine. And she sits and gazes at гаe. With those deep... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1868 - 410 sider
...weakly, Who the cross of suffering bore, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more ! And with them the Being Beauteous, Who unto my youth was given, More than all thmgs else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that... | |
 | James Martin Peebles - 1869 - 398 sider
...of the departed Enter at the open door ; The beloved ones, the true hearted, Come to visit me once more; And with them the Being Beauteous, Who unto...me, Lays her gentle hand in mine, And she sits and gates at me, With those deep and tender eyes, Like the btars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward... | |
 | James Martin Peebles - 1869 - 396 sider
...of the departed Enter at the open door ; The beloved ones, the true hearted, Come to visit me once more; And with them the Being Beauteous, Who unto...chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine, And she aits and gates at me, With those deep and tender eyes, Like the blurs, so still and saint-like, Looking... | |
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And with them the being beauteous Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep, Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand... 
