 Soon by the fairest of these their weary oars were suspended. Under the boughs of Wachita willows, that grew by the margin, Safely their boat was moored ; and scattered about on the greensward, Tired with their midnight toil, the weary travellers slumbered....  Evangeline - Σελίδα 95των Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1893 - 157 σελίδεςΠλήρης προβολή - Σχετικά με αυτό το βιβλίο
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1848 - 128 σελίδες
...willows, that grew by the margin. Safely their boat was moored ; and scattered about on the greensward, Tired with their midnight toil, the weary travellers...aloft like the ladder of Jacob, On whose pendulous stiiirs the angels ascending, descending, Were the swift humming-birds, that flitted from blossom to... | |
 | 1848 - 722 σελίδες
...at his own conception. But he is very fond of comparisons from Scripture : — " The trumpet flower and the grape-vine Hung their ladder of ropes aloft...pendulous stairs the angels ascending, descending, Were swift humming birds that flitted from blossom to blossom." Have the old painters, did Kembrandt, 164... | |
 | 1848 - 734 σελίδες
...at his own conception. But he is very fond of comparisons from Scripture : — " The trumpet flower and the grape-vine Hung their ladder of ropes aloft...pendulous stairs the angels ascending, descending, Were swift humming birds that flitted from blossom to blossom." Have the old painters, did Rembrandt, 164... | |
 | 1848 - 1390 σελίδες
...conception. But he is very fond of comparisons from Scripture : — " The trumpet flower and the grape-vie-^ Hung their ladder of ropes aloft like the ladder of...pendulous stairs the angels ascending, descending, Were swift humming birds that flitted froz blossom to blossom." Have the old painters, did Rembrandt. represent... | |
 | Orestes Augustus Brownson - 1850 - 560 σελίδες
...improbable, though the conception shows genius of no ordinary power. But what can be said of this ? — " The trumpet-flower and the grape-vine Hung their ladder...humming-birds, that flitted from blossom to blossom." It is a vision, but a dream too much like the forget-me-nots of the angels not to be indorsed by the... | |
 | 1918 - 798 σελίδες
...pilgrims go to the southern wilds. They moor their boat under the boughs of Wachita willows: — •' Tired with their midnight toil, the weary travellers...Swinging from its great arms, the trumpet-flower and the grape vine Hung their ladder of ropes aloft like the ladder of Jacob. « >n whose pendulous stain the... | |
 | 1853 - 538 σελίδες
...heavens." Bears are " the anchorite monks of the desert." Swinging from the great arms of a cedar-tree, the trumpet-flower and the grape-vine Hung their ladder...aloft like the ladder of Jacob, On whose pendulous steps the angels ascending, descending, Were the swift humming-birds, that flitted from blossom to... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1853 - 518 σελίδες
...heavens." Bears are " the anchorite monks of the desert." Swinging from the great arms of a cedar-tree, the trumpet-flower and the grape-vine Hung their ladder...aloft like the ladder of Jacob, On whose pendulous steps the angels ascending, descending, Were the swift humming-birds, that flitted from blossom to... | |
 | Anna Hanson Dorsey - 1853 - 424 σελίδες
...their fragrant festoons from one gigantic bough to the other. There, also, " The trumpet-flower and grape-vine Hung their ladder of ropes aloft like the ladder of Jacob, On whose pendulous slairs, the ongels ascending and descending, Were the swift humming-birds that flitted from blossom... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1853 - 516 σελίδες
...the grape-vine Hung their ladder of ropes aloft like the ladder of Jacob, On whose pendulous steps the angels ascending, descending, Were the swift humming-birds, that flitted from blossom to blossom. Hot and red on his lips still burned the flush of the fever, As if life, like the Hebrew, with blood... | |
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