 | 1857 - 780 страници
...as she read with her clear, musical voice some well -remembered lay of Some humble poet, Whose song? gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or (ears from the eyelids start. Who, through long days of Iul<our, And nights devoid of ease, Still heard... | |
 | 1870 - 726 страници
...toil and endeavours — And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gush from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer,...of labour, And nights devoid of ease, Still heard on his soul the music Of wonderlul melodies. Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care.... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1845 - 530 страници
...Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of time " j — but, " from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his...from the eyelids start ; " Who, through long days of labor, And nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. " Such songs... | |
 | 1907 - 516 страници
...Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endeavour, And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet Whose songs gushed from his...clouds of summer Or tears from the eyelids start. — Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follow?... | |
 | 1845 - 888 страници
...Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endeavour; And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his...from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids Btart: And night s devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music Who through long days of labor,... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1845 - 540 страници
...Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of time " ; — but, " from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or team from the eyelids start ; " Who, through long days of labor, And nights devoid of ease, Still beard... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1846 - 178 страници
...Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endeavour ; And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his...from the eyelids start ; Who, through long days of labor, And nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. Such songs... | |
 | 1847 - 540 страници
...poetry shall charm mankind, His flowing numbers will admirers find. 33. Whose song gush'd from his beart As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start. HW LONGFELLOW. POETRY. — (See POET.) POLITENESS. — (See ETIQUETTE.) POLITICS. 1. A politician,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1848 - 170 страници
...endless toil and endeavour; And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humble poet, Whose songs gush'd from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids »tart; Who, through long days of labour, And -nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music... | |
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Read from some humbler poet. Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start ; Who through long days of labor, And nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. 
