 | Charles Lewis Slattery - 1906 - 344 páginas
...life, when friend touches friend. " Only — but this is rare — When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with the rush and glare Of the interminable...Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear, When our world-deafened ear Is by the tones of a lov'd voice caress'd, A bolt is shot back somewhere in our... | |
 | Otto Luitpold Jiriczek - 1907 - 518 páginas
...convey A melancholy into all our day. Only — but this is rare — When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with the rush and glare Of the interminable...voice caress'd — A bolt is shot back somewhere in our breast, The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain, And what we mean, we say, and what we would,... | |
 | 1909 - 236 páginas
...for himself. Best friend, — my well-spring in the wilderness. When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with the rush and glare Of the interminable...Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear, When our world deafened ear Is by the tones of a loved voice caressed, A bolt is shot back somewhere in our... | |
 | Henry Churchill King - 1909 - 190 páginas
...our deepest selves to ourselves. "Only— but this is rare— When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with the rush and glare Of the interminable...Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear, When our world-deafened ear Is by the tones of a loved voice caressed, — A bolt is shot back somewhere in... | |
 | 1911 - 120 páginas
...grain of daily need. — Unknown. 97 ONLY— but this is rare— When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When jaded with the rush and glare Of the interminable...Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear, When our world-deafened ear Is by the tones of a loved voice caressed — A bolt is shot back somewhere in our... | |
 | Loren Benjamin Macdonald - 1911 - 240 páginas
..."Intimation" of life's wonderful reserves: "Only — but this is rare — When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When jaded with the rush and glare Of the interminable...Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear, When our world-deafened ear Is by the tones of a loved voice caress'd, — A bolt is shot back somewhere in... | |
 | Loren Benjamin Macdonald - 1911 - 244 páginas
...glare Of the interminable hours, Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear, When our world-deafened ear Is by the tones of a loved voice caress'd, — A bolt is shot back somewhere in our breast, And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again ; The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain,... | |
 | Francis Bickley - 1911 - 140 páginas
...the interminable hours, lur eyes can in another's eyes read clear, Viien our world-deaf en 'd ear s by the tones of a loved voice caress'd, A bolt is shot back somewhere in our breast tod a lost pulse of feeling stirs again : Tie eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain,... | |
 | Willingham Franklin Rawnsley - 1912 - 336 páginas
...ends witli these touching lines — Only — but this is rare — When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with the rush and glare Of the interminable...loved voice caress'd, A bolt is shot back somewhere in our breast And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again : The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain,... | |
 | Casey Albert Wood - 1920 - 382 páginas
...convey A melancholy into all our day. Only — but this is rare — When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with the rush and glare Of the interminable...Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear, When our world-deafened ear Is by the tones of a loved voice caressed, — A bolt is shot back somewhere in... | |
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A bolt is shot back somewhere in our breast, And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again. The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain, And what we mean, we say, and what we would, we know. 
