 | 1901 - 998 σελίδες
...where may be found a correct version of the whole poem ? "Serene 1 fold my hands and wait, Nor fret at wind, or tide, or sea ; I rave no more 'gainst time or fate, For, lo I my own shall come to me." HHN John Burroughs is the author. Could you publish a list of the best... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1876 - 562 σελίδες
...deed malign, For what seems coarse is often good and fine. JOHN BURROUGH8. [U. s. Al WAITING. SERENE, I fold my hands and wait, Nor care for wind, or tide,...haste, I make delays, For what avails this eager pace ? I stand amid the eternal ways, And what is mine shall know my face Asleep, awake, by night or day,... | |
 | 1878 - 270 σελίδες
...there ? LH SIOOURNEY WAITING. SERENE, I fold my hands and wait, Nor care for wind or tide or sea ; rave no more 'gainst time or fate, For lo ! my own...my haste, I make delays, For what avails this eager pacer stand amid the eternal ways, And what is mine shall know my face. Asleep, awake, by night or... | |
 | 1878 - 272 σελίδες
...repair, The dread inquiry meets my soul, What shall it answer there ? LH SlGOURNEV WAITING. SERENE, I fold my hands and wait, Nor care for wind or tide or sea ; rave no more 'gainst time or fate, For lo ! my own shall come to me. I stay my haste, I make delays,... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1883 - 382 σελίδες
...BURROUGHS. [USA] "WAITING. I rave no more 'gainst time or fate, For lo ! my own shall come to me. SERENE, I fold my hands and wait, Nor care for wind, or tide, or sea; I stay my haste, I make delays, For what avails this eager pace ? I stand amid the eternal ways, And... | |
 | 1885 - 470 σελίδες
...hands and wait, Nor care for wind, nor tide, nor sea ; I rave no more 'gainst time or fate, For lo I my own shall come to me. I stay my haste, I make delays ; For what avails this eager pace ? I stand amid the eternal ways, And what is mine shall know my face. Asleep, awake, by night or day,... | |
 | Jeannette Leonard Gilder - 1886 - 746 σελίδες
...Arcady, to Arcady ; Oh, yon' s the way to Arcady, Where all the leaves are merry. WAITING. Serene, I fold my hands and wait, Nor care for wind, or tide,...haste, I make delays, For what avails this eager pace ? I stand amid the eternal ways, And what is mine shall know my face. Asleep, awake, by night or day.... | |
 | 1886 - 344 σελίδες
...not love, but more, above And harder— patience with the love. — Unidentified. WAITING. Serene, I fold my hands and wait, Nor care for wind, or tide...haste, I make delays, For what avails this eager pace? I stand amid the eternal ways, And what is mine shall know my face. Asleep, awake, by night or day,... | |
 | 1916 - 1270 σελίδες
...handle of the walking-stick ; the stick itself, which had been of ebony, was missing. Said I: "'Serene I fold my hands and wait, Nor care for wind, or tide,...time or fate, For lo ! my own shall come to me.'" Last year my brother Sam entered his dressing-room one night in London. The actor who dressed with... | |
 | Edward Livermore Burlingame, Robert Bridges, Alfred Sheppard Dashiell, Harlan Logan - 1916 - 926 σελίδες
...handle of the walking-stick; the stick itself, which had been of ebony, was missing. Said I: "'Serene I fold my hands and wait, Nor care for wind, or tide,...'gainst time or fate, For lo! my own shall come to me.'"Last year my brother Sam entered his dressing-room one night in London. The actor who dressed... | |
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Serene, I fold my hands and wait, Nor care for wind, or tide, or sea; I rave no more 'gainst time or fate. For, lo ! my own shall come to me. I stay my haste, I make delays, For what avails this eager pace? I stand amid the eternal ways, And what is mine... 
