 Come, read to me some .poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time....  The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - Pàgina 93per Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1865 - 700 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | 1850 - 464 pàgines
...feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors...endeavour ; And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from... | |
 | 1870 - 726 pàgines
...feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors...Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endeavours — And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gush from his... | |
 | 1845 - 888 pàgines
...some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors...endeavour; And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from... | |
 | 1907 - 516 pàgines
...feeling And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors...endeavour, And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet Whose songs gushed from his heart As showers from the clouds of summer Or tears from the... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1846 - 178 pàgines
...feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors...endeavour ; And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 438 pàgines
...feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors...endeavour ; And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from... | |
 | 430 pàgines
...feeling. And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, — Not from the bards sublime Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors...endeavour, And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 462 pàgines
...feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors...Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endearonr ; And to-night I long for reet. Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1851 - 596 pàgines
...feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors...endeavour; And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from... | |
 | Arethusa Hall - 1851 - 422 pàgines
...feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors...Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endeavor ; And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart,... | |
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