 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1894 - 294 páginas
...foe; Yet she neither spoke nor moved. Stole a maiden from her place, Lightly to the warrior stept, 10 Took the face-cloth from the face; Yet she neither...her knee— Like summer tempest came her tears— vI. My dream had never died or lived again. As in some mystic middle state I lay; Seeing I saw not,... | |
 | Louis Du Pont Syle - 1894 - 488 páginas
...; Yet she neither spoke nor moved. Stole a maiden from her place, Lightly to the warrior stept, 10 Took the face-cloth from the face; Yet she neither...her knee — Like summer tempest came her tears— 15 ' Sweet, my child, I live for thee.' BREAK, BREAK, BREAK. BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray... | |
 | Vere Henry Collins - 1914 - 198 páginas
...they praised him, soft and low, Call'd him worthy to be loved, Truest friend and noblest foe ; Yet she neither spoke nor moved. Stole a maiden from her place, Lightly to the warrior stept, Took the face-cloth from the face ; Yet she neither moved nor wept. Rose a nurse of ninety years,... | |
 | Queen's University (Kingston, Ont.) - 1914 - 692 páginas
...Then they praised him, soft and low, Calld him worthy to be loved, Truest friend and noblest foe; Yet she neither spoke nor moved. Stole a maiden from her place, Lightly to the warrior stept, Took the face-cloth from the face; Yet she neither moved nor wept. Rose a nurse of ninety years,... | |
 | University of Calcutta - 1914 - 822 páginas
...they praised him, soft and low, Called him worthy to be loved, Truest friend and noblest foe ; Yet she neither spoke nor moved. Stole a maiden from her place, Lightly to the warrior stept, Took the face-cloth from the face ; Yet she neither moved nor wept. Rose a nurse of ninety years,... | |
 | Robert Haven Schauffler - 1915 - 390 páginas
...Then they praised him soft and low, Called him worthy to be loved, Truest friend and noblest foe; Yet she neither spoke nor moved. Stole a maiden from her place, Lightly to the warrior stept, Took a face-cloth from the face, Yet she neither moved nor wept. Rose a nurse of ninety years,... | |
 | Lucius Hudson Holt - 1915 - 952 páginas
...they praised him, soft and low, Call'd him worthy to be loved, Truest friend and noblest foe ; Yet a sigh, 380 Or filial love was glowing there, Or meek devotion poured a prayer, O stept, Took the face-cloth from the face; Yet she neither moved nor wept. Rose a nurse of ninety years,... | |
 | Lucius Hudson Holt - 1915 - 956 páginas
...foe ; Yet she neither spoke nor moved. Stole a maiden from her place, Lightly to the warrior stept, ght, He grasped the mane with both hie hands, And eke with all his Kose a nurse of ninety years, Set his child upon her knee — Like summer tempest came her tears —... | |
 | Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 924 páginas
...Yet she neither spoke nor moved. Stole a maiden from her place, Lightly to the warrior stepped, 10 pen — 15 "Sweet my child, I live for thee." IN MEMORIAM AHH OBIIT MDCCCXXXin Strong Son of God, immortal... | |
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Took the face-cloth from the face; Yet she neither moved nor wept. Rose a nurse of ninety years, Set his child upon her knee — Like summer tempest came her tears — " Sweet my child, I live for thee. 
