Thro' dreaming towns I go, The cock crows ere the Christmas morn, The streets are dumb with snow. The tempest crackles on the leads, And, ringing, springs from brand and mail; But o'er the dark a glory spreads And gilds the driving hail. I leave the plain,... Inland Educator and Indiana School Journal - Seite 261900Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
| John William Cunliffe, James Francis Augustin Pyre, Karl Young, James Francis Augustine Pyre - 1915 - 538 Seiten
...crackles on the leads, And, ringing, springs from brand and mail; But o'er the dark a glory spreads, a And gilds the driving hail. I leave the plain, I climb...whistling storms Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields. io A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I know not fear; I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven... | |
| John Matthews Manly - 1916 - 828 Seiten
...streets are dumb with snow. The tempest crackles on the leads, And, ringing, springs from brand and mail; ond edition he added a preface of considerable length;...extension of this style to poetry of all kinds, a 60 A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, 1 know not fear; I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven... | |
| John Matthews Manly - 1916 - 806 Seiten
...are dumb with snow. The tempest crackles on the leads, And, ringing, springs from brand and mail ; thousand hours Each from his voiceless grave : they...65 Of studious zeal or love's delight Outstretched 60 A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I know not fear ; I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven... | |
| Raymond Macdonald Alden - 1917 - 406 Seiten
...streets are dumb with snow. The tempest crackles on the leads, And, ringing, springs from brand and mail; But o'er the dark a glory spreads And gilds the driving...breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here. * Compare "The Holy Grail," page 151. I muse on joy that will not cease, Pure spaces clothed in living... | |
| Raymond Macdonald Alden - 1917 - 406 Seiten
...streets are dumb with snow. The tempest crackles on the leads, And, ringing, springs from brand and mail; But o'er the dark a glory spreads And gilds the driving...storms Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields. A maiden knight—to me is given Such hope, I know not fear; I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven That often... | |
| Franklin Thomas Baker, Ashley Horace Thorndike - 1917 - 426 Seiten
...crackles on the leads And, ringing, springs from brand and mail ; But o'er the dark a glory spreads, 20 And gilds the driving hail. I leave the plain, I climb...shelter yields But blessed forms in whistling storms A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I know not fear ; I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven... | |
| Franklin Thomas Baker, Ashley Horace Thorndike - 1919 - 424 Seiten
...crackles on the leads And, ringing, springs from brand and mail ; But o'er the dark a glory spreads, 20 And gilds the driving hail. I leave the plain, I climb...often meet me here. I muse on joy that will not cease, 5 Pure spaces clothed in living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose odors haunt my dreams ;... | |
| Franklin Thomas Baker, Ashley Horace Thorndike - 1920 - 424 Seiten
...crackles on the leads And, ringing, springs from brand and mail ; But o'er the dark a glory spreads, 20 And gilds the driving hail. I leave the plain, I climb...shelter yields But blessed forms in whistling storms A maiden knight — - to me is given Such hope, I know not fear ; I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven... | |
| Jessie Thomas Knapp - 1920 - 254 Seiten
...transports move and thrill; So keep I fair thro' faith and prayer A virgin's heart in work and will. A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I know not fear; So pass I hostel, hall and grange; By bridge and ford, by park and pale, All-arm'd I ride, what'er... | |
| Ernest Clark Hartwell - 1921 - 440 Seiten
...o'er the dark a glory spreads, And gilds the driving hail. I leave the plain, I climb the height; I0 No branchy thicket shelter yields; But blessed forms...knight — to me is given Such hope I know not fear; TS I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here. I muse on joy that will not cease,... | |
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