 Fell mid the ranks of the invading foe. Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like the low murmur of a hive at noon ; Long, but not loud, the memory of the gone Breathed through her lips a sad and tremulous tune.  The Anglo-American Magazine - Page 1701853Full view - About this book
 | American poetry - 1886 - 552 pages
...the dying blow; Nor him who, to his sire and country true, Fell mid the ranks of the invading foe. Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like...loud, the memory of the gone Breathed through her lips я sad and tremulous tune. At last the thread was snapped ; her head was bowed ; Life dropped the distaff... | |
 | Henry Davenport Northrop - American literature - 1888 - 712 pages
...the dying blow ; Nor him who, to his sire and country true, Fell, mid the ranks of the invading foe. Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like...gone Breathed through her lips a sad and tremulous tone. At last the thread was snapped — her head was bowed; Life drooped the distaff through his hands... | |
 | 1887 - 296 pages
...diresti una commemorazione, fatta a voce bassa in una camera mortuaria, alla presenza di un cadavere. Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like...not loud, the memory of the gone Breathed through ber lips a sad and tremulous tune. At last the thread was snapped - her head was bowed; Life dropped... | |
 | Thomas Buchanan Read - 1888 - 60 pages
...the swords, — but not the hand that drew And struck for Liberty its dying blow, ^^^^^^^ ^к^^^щ 43 Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like...noon ; Long, but not loud, the memory of the gone THE CLOSING SCENE. At last the thread was snapped — her head was bowed ; Life dropped the distaff... | |
 | Francis Henry Underwood - American literature - 1889 - 702 pages
...its dying blow, Nor him who, to his sire and country true, Fell 'mid the ranks of the invading foe. Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like...neighbors smoothed her careful shroud, While Death and W:nter closed the autumn scene. NIGHTFALL. I SAW in the silent afternoon The overladen sun go down... | |
 | Stedman, Edmund C. and Hutchinson Ellen M. - 1889 - 706 pages
...its dying blow, Nor him who, to his sire and country true, Fell 'mid the ranks of the invading foe. Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like...lips a sad and tremulous tune. At last the thread was snapped—her head was bowed; Life dropped the distaff through his hands serene,— And loving neighbors... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - American poetry - 1890 - 458 pages
...its dying blow, Nor him who, to his sire and country true, Fell mid the ranks of the invading foe. Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on. Like...the thread was snapped : her head was bowed ; Life dropt the distaff through his hands serene ; And loving neighbors smoothed her careful shroud, While... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - American poetry - 1890 - 482 pages
...country true, Fell mid the ranks of the invading foe. Long, but not loud, the drouing wheel went o^, Like the low murmur of a hive at noon ; Long, but...the thread was snapped : her head was bowed; Life dront the distaff through his hands serene ; And loving neighbors smoothed her careful shroud, While... | |
 | Thomas Buchanan Read - 1890 - 426 pages
...its dying blow, Nor him who, to his sire and country true, Fell 'mid the ranks of the invading foe. Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like...loud, the memory of the gone Breathed through her lips asad and tremulous tune. At last the thread was snapped — her head was bowed ; Life dropped the distaff... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - American poetry - 1890 - 460 pages
...loud, the droning wheel went on, Like the low murmur of a hive at noon ; Long, butnotloud, thememoryof the gone Breathed through her lips a sad and tremulous...the thread was snapped : her head was bowed; Life dropt the distaff through his hands serene; And loving neighbors smoothed her careful shroud, While... | |
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