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...give me somt more extracts. Mrs. Smith. What do you think of the following, taken at random ? — " Time has laid his hand Upon my heart, gently, not...open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations." " 0 noble poet ! thon whose heart Is like a nest of singing birds Rocked on the topmost bough of life."... | |
 | 1855 - 494 σελίδες
...dry." — 6'ir W. ScoIt. " Time hath laid his hand Upon my heart (Mauner), Dot s,nking it, But (Mauner) a harper lays his open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations." — Longfellow. EXERCISE XXXVI. — Underline each adverb in the extracts below t and indtcute Ьу... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1851 - 344 σελίδες
...like glass ! Even here, at times, Within these walls, where all should be at peace, I have my trials. Time has laid his hand Upon my heart, gently, not...open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations. Ashes are on my head, and on my lips Sackcloth, and in my breast a heaviness And weariness of life,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1851 - 352 σελίδες
...like glass! Even here, at times, Within these walls, where all should be at peace, I have my trials. Time has laid his hand Upon my heart, gently, not...open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations. Ashes are on my head, and on my lips Sackcloth, and in my breast a heaviness And weariness of life,... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 σελίδες
...soothe and heat and bless, Lie scatter'd at the feet of men like flowers. WORDSWOBTH. TIME. Time hath laid his hand Upon my heart, gently, not smiting it,...open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations. LOVE OF FAME. Nature cares not Although her loveliness should ne'er be seen By human eyes, or praised... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1853 - 606 σελίδες
...old abbot, Ernest. The beauty of the following image will be at once recognized : Time has laid hin hand Upon my heart gently, not smiting it, But as...open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations. In the chapel the eye of the prince is arrested by a blind monk, who lingers behind the rest. It is... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1854 - 270 σελίδες
...like glass ! Even here, at times, Within these walls, where all should be at peaee, I have mv trials. Time has laid his hand Upon my heart, gently, not...open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations. Ashes are on my head, and on my lips Sackeloth, and in my breast a heaviness And weariness of life,... | |
 | 1855 - 902 σελίδες
...hath given, Ting* with light each darkening hour, And weave a dream of Heaven ! COMFORT IN OLD AGE. Time has laid his hand Upon my heart, gently, not...open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations. — LONGFELLOW. 1856.] Simeon's Christmas Joy. 361 SIMEON'S CHRISTMAS JOY. IN the city of Damascus,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1855 - 568 σελίδες
...like glass ! Even here, at times, Within these walls, where all should be at peace, I have my trials. Time has laid his hand Upon my heart, gently, not...open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations. Ashes are on my head, and on my lips Sackcloth, and in my breast a heaviness And weariness of life,... | |
 | W. A. Newman - 1855 - 652 σελίδες
...ascertain if he was really dead. Such was his soul's tranquil departure ! " Death laid his hand Upon his heart gently, not smiting it, But as a harper lays his open palm ITpou his harp to deaden its vibrations : " Or, to adopt the more beautiful imagery of Divine Inspiration,... | |
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Time has laid his hand Upon my heart, gently, not smiting it, But as a harper lays his open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations. 
