 | 1857 - 602 σελίδες
...wished-for years, Who each one in a gracious hand appears To bear a gift for mortals, old and young : And, as I mused it, in his antique tongue, I saw, in gradual vision through niy tears, The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years, Those of my own life, who by turns had flung... | |
 | 1876 - 818 σελίδες
...happy slumber, when ' He giveth His beloved sleep.' " She speaks of the time of her girlhood as — " The sweet, sad years — the melancholy years — Those of my own life, who by turns had flung] A Bhadow across me." I In 1839 "TheRomaunt of the Page" was published, followed in 1840 by the " Drama... | |
 | 1854 - 998 σελίδες
...having been collected and published at Cologne in the year 1627, by George Colverinus. THE LADY MAET. " I saw in gradual vision through my tears, The sweet,...years, the melancholy years — Those of my own life." MRS. THE Lady Mary sits alone in sable robes arrayed, Within a tapestried chamber veiled beneath the... | |
 | 1851 - 790 σελίδες
...Charity, these three; but the greatest of these is CHARITY." MOONLIGHT. " I saw, in gradual vision, The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years—- Those of my own life." — MRS. BROWNING. THS streams are clear, the pastures green, and down in many a dell, Sweet, modest... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1856 - 328 σελίδες
...wished for years, Who each one in a gracious hand appears To bear a gift for mortals, old or young : And, as I mused it in his antique tongue, I saw, in...years, the melancholy years, Those of my own life, who hy turns had flung A shadow across me. Straightway I was 'ware, So weeping, how a mystic Shape did... | |
 | 1857 - 654 σελίδες
...appears To bear a gift for mortale, old and young: And, as I mused it, iu his antique tongue, I saw, io gradual vision through my tears, The sweet, sad years,...Shape did move Behind me, and drew me backward by tbe hair, And a voice said in mastery while I strove, . . 'Guess now who holds thee?' 'Death!' I said.... | |
 | 1861 - 502 σελίδες
...vision through my lears, The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years, Tl,ose of my own-life, who by lurus had flung A shadow across me. Straightway I was 'ware, So weeping, fiow a mystic Shape did move Behind me, and drew me backward by the hair, And a voice said in mastery... | |
 | 1862 - 610 σελίδες
...wished-for years, Who each one in a gracious hand appears To bear a gift for mortals, old or young : And, as I mused it in his antique tongue, I saw in...backward by the hair, And a voice said in mastery as I strove, " Guess now who holds thee ?" " Death," I said. But there The silver answer rang, " Not... | |
 | 1862 - 492 σελίδες
...complete confidence of which she had spoken often, and of which she had thus expressed herself: — "A mystic shape did move Behind me, and drew me backward by the hair, And a voice said, in mastery, as I strove, 'Guess now, who holds thee?' ' Death!' I said; but there The silver answer rung: ' Not... | |
 | 1862 - 718 σελίδες
...wished-for years, Who each in one a gracious hand appears To bear a gift for mortals, old or young ; And, as I mused it in his antique tongue, I saw, in gradual vision through my tears, The sad, sweet years, the melancholy years, Those of my own life, who by turns had flung A shadow across... | |
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So weeping, how a mystic Shape did move Behind me, and drew me backward by the hair ; And a voice said in mastery while I strove, 'Guess now who holds thee ?' — 'Death ! 
