 | William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1877 - 630 pages
...graves, on the stones worn with rains, And we gazed up the aisle through the small leaded panes, She sat by the pillar ; we saw her clear ; " Margaret, hist...come quick, we are here. Dear heart," I said, "we are here alone. The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan." But, ah, she gave me never a look, For her... | |
 | Charles Anderson Dana - 1878 - 882 pages
...graves, on the stones worn with rains, And we gazed up the aisle through the small loaded panes. She sat by the pillar ; we saw her clear ; " Margaret, hist!...come quick, we are here. Dear heart," I said, "we are hero alone. The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan." But ah, she gave me never n look, For her... | |
 | Herbert Courthope Bowen - 1879 - 382 pages
...on the stones, worn with rains, And we gazed up the aisle through the small leaded panes. 75 She sat by the pillar ; we saw her clear : " Margaret, hist...little ones moan." But, ah, she gave me never a look, 80 For her eyes were seal'd on the holy book. Loud prays the priest, shut stands the door. Come away,... | |
 | Helen A Hertz - 1879 - 292 pages
...graves, on the stones worn with rains, And we gazed up the aisle through the small leaded panes. She sat by the pillar ; we saw her clear ; " Margaret, hist!...quick, we are here. Dear heart," I said, " we are here alone. The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan." But, ah, she gave me never a look, For her... | |
 | Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore - Children's poetry, English - 1879 - 376 pages
...graves on the stones worn with rains, And we gazed up the aisle through the small leaded panes. She sat by the pillar ; we saw her clear ; ' Margaret, hist...quick, we are here. Dear heart,' I said, ' we are here alone. The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan.' But, ah, she gave me never a look, For her... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - English poetry - 1879 - 392 pages
...climb'd on the graves, on the stones worn with rains, And we gazed up the aisle through the small leaded panes. She sate by the pillar; we saw her clear: 'Margaret, hist! come quick, we are herel Dear heart,' I said, 'we are long alone; The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan.' But, ah,... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 pages
...climbed on the graves, on the stones worn with rains, And we gazed up the aisle through the small leaded panes. She sate by the pillar ; we saw her clear:...But, ah ! she gave me never a look, For her eyes were sealed to the holy book. "Loud prays the priest; shut stands the door." Come away, children, call no... | |
 | Mowbray Walter Morris - 1882 - 424 pages
...climbed on the graves, on the stones worn with rains, And we gazed up the aisle through the small leaded panes. She sate by the pillar ; we saw her clear :...But, ah, she gave me never a look, For her eyes were sealed to the holy hook! Loud prays the priest : shut stands the door. Come away, children, call no... | |
 | Charles Anderson Dana - American poetry - 1882 - 906 pages
...; we saw her clear ; " Margaret, hist ! come quick, we are here. Dear heart," I said, " we are here alone. The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan."...But ah, she gave me never a look, For her eyes were sealed to the holy book. "Loud prays the priest; shut stands the door." Come away, children, call no... | |
 | Coventry Patmore - Children's poetry, English - 1882 - 376 pages
...graves on the stones worn with rains, And we gazed up the aisle through the small leaded panes. She sat by the pillar ; we saw her clear ; ' Margaret, hist...quick, we are here. Dear heart,' I said, ' we are here alone. The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan.' But, ah, she gave me never a look, For her... | |
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we are long alone; ' The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan." But, ah! she gave me never a look, For her eyes were sealed to the holy book. Loud prays the priest; shut stands the door. Come away, children, call no more! Come away, come down, call... 
