| German fiction - 1827 - 344 pages
...her meek eyes ; she looks at Anselmus, and says : " Ah ! Dearest, the Lily has sent forth her bowl : what we longed for is fulfilled ; is there a happiness...rejoicing tumult, in the air, in the water, in the earth, is holding the festival of Love ! Now rush sparkling streaks, gleaming over all the bushes ; diamonds... | |
| Thomas Carlyle - 1827 - 694 pages
...her meek eyes ; she looks at Anselmus, and says : " Ah I Dearest, the Lily has sent forth her bowl : what we longed for is fulfilled ; is there a happiness...bushes ; clearer and gladder play the brooks ; the hird'. the shining insects dance in the waves of perfume : a gay, bright rejoicing tumult, in the air,... | |
| Thomas Carlyle - German fiction - 1841 - 438 pages
...fulfilled. Is there a happiness to equal ours ? " Anselmus clasps her with the tenderness of warmest ardor; the Lily burns in flaming beams over his head. And...the shining insects dance in the waves of perfume; ^ j a gay, bright, rejoicing tumult, in the air, in the water, in the earth, is holding the festival... | |
| Thomas Carlyle - German fiction - 1841 - 390 pages
...in her meek eyes; she looks at Anselmus, and says: "Ah! Dearest, the Lily has sent forth her bowl ; what we longed for is fulfilled. Is there a happiness...Anselmus clasps her with the tenderness of warmest ardor ; the Lily burns in flaming beams over his head. And louder move the trees and bushes ; clearer... | |
| Thomas Carlyle - German fiction - 1841 - 810 pages
...in her meek eyes; she looks at Anselmus, and says: "Ah! Dearest, the Lily has sent forth her bowl ; what we longed for is fulfilled. Is there a happiness...Anselmus clasps her with the tenderness of warmest ardor; the Lily burns in flaming beams over his head. And louder move the trees and bushes ; clearer... | |
| Christian Isobel Johnstone - English fiction - 1846 - 424 pages
...her meek eyes ; she looks at Ansehnus, and says : " Ah ! dearest, the Lily has sent forth her bowl : what we longed for is fulfilled ; is there a happiness...ours ? " Anselmus clasps her with the tenderness of wannest ardour : the Lily burns in flaming beams over his head. And louder move the trees and bushes... | |
| Thomas Carlyle - 1898 - 370 pages
...her meek eyes ; she looks at Anselmus, and says : " Ah ! Dearest, the Lily has sent forth her bowl : what we longed for is fulfilled ; is there a happiness...the tenderness of warmest ardour : the Lily burns in naming beams over his head. And louder move the trees and bushes ; clearer and gladder play the brooks... | |
| Harry Thurston Peck - Anthologies - 1901 - 470 pages
...? " Anselmus clasps her with the tenderness of warmest ardor ; the lily burns in flaming beams ever his head. And louder move the trees and bushes; clearer...rejoicing tumult, in the air. in the water, in the earth, is holding the festival of love ! Now rush sparkling streaks, gleaming over all the bushes; diamonds... | |
| Literature - 1901 - 628 pages
...her meek eyes ; she looks at Anselmus and says, " Ah ! dearest, the lily has sent forth her bowl ; what we longed for is fulfilled. Is there a happiness...Anselmus clasps her with the tenderness of warmest ardor ; the lily burns in flaming beams ever his head. And louder move the trees and bushes ; clearer... | |
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