| Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1844 - 290 páginas
...which she did speak. But a three months' joyaunce lay 'twixt that moment and to-day, — Toll slowly ! When five hundred archers tall, stand beside the castle...except the Duchess, none Can misdoubt the coming wrack. Then the captain, young Lord Leigh, with his eye so grey of blee, — Toll slowly ! And thin lips,... | |
| Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1850 - 318 páginas
...which she did speak. But a three months' joyaunce lay 'twixt that moment and to-day, — Toll slowly ! When five hundred archers tall, stand beside the castle...fortnight's siege is done — and, except the Duchess, none Then the captain, young Lord Leigh, with his eye so gray of blee, — Toll slowly ! And thin lips,... | |
| Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1850 - 596 páginas
...months' joyaunce lay 'twixt that moment and to-day, — Toll slowly. XXV. And the castle standeth bkck, with the red sun at its back, — Toll slowly. And...except the Duchess, none Can misdoubt the coming wrack. XXVI. Then the captain, young Lord Leigh, with his eyes so grey of blee,— Toll slowly. And thin lips,... | |
| Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1853 - 508 páginas
...she did speak. XXIV. But a three months' joyaunce lay 'twixt that moment and to-day, — Toll slowly. When five hundred archers tall stand beside the castle...except the Duchess, none Can misdoubt the coming wrack. XXVL Then the captain, young Lord Leigh, with his eyes so grey of blee, — Toll slowly. And thin lips... | |
| Maria Jane McIntosh - 1853 - 326 páginas
...must pass before an answer could be received. Three weeks of suspense — what an age ! CHAPTER V. " Oh, the little birds sang east, and the little birds sang west, And I said in underbreath, — all our life is mixed with death — And who knoweth which is best ?"... | |
| 1884 - 874 páginas
...short flights now, between whiles, they will be ready for the long flight hereafter when the call ' Oh, the little birds sang East, and the little birds sang West, And I smiled to thick God's greatness Flows nrouud our incompleteness, Round our rcstleesncst His Rest."... | |
| Elizabeth Wormeley Latimer - 1855 - 456 páginas
...Is Nature's error on the way to truth. H. TATI.OK, Edwin tfa Fair. OUR COUSIN VERONICA. CHAPTER I. Oh ! the little birds sang east, and the little birds sang west, Toll slowly ! And I said in underbreath, " All our life is mixed with death, And who knoweth which... | |
| Elizabeth Wormeley Latimer - 1855 - 444 páginas
...Is Nature's error on the way to truth. H. TAYLOR, Edwin the Fair. OUR COUSIN VERONICA, CHAP TEE I. Oh ! the little birds sang east, and the little birds sang west, Toll slowly I And I said in underbreath, "All our life is mixed with death, And who Imoweth which is... | |
| Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1856 - 320 páginas
...words she did speak. XXIV. But a three months' joyaunce lay 'twixt that moment and to-day, Toll slowly. When five hundred archers tall stand beside the castle wall, To recapture Duchess May. XXV. And the castle standeth black, with the red sun at its back, — Toll slowly. And a fortnight's... | |
| 1861 - 1050 páginas
...Nature's special mourners for her favored child ; and there they are to stand keeping watch over her. " Oh, the little birds sang east, and the little birds sang west, Toll ilowlt1 ! And 1 said in under-breath, All our life is mixed with death, And who knoweth which... | |
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