 As soon as the mid-day task was done, In secret I was there : And a mighty wind had swept the leaves, And still the corse was bare ! " Then down I cast me on my face, And first began to weep, For I knew my secret then was one That earth refused to keep;...  Prose and verse - Страница 27по Thomas Hood - 1849Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | 1829 - 696 страници
...I cast me on my face, And first began to weep, For I knew my secret then was one That earth refus'd to keep, Or land, or sea, though he should be Ten...deep. So wills the fierce avenging Sprite, Till blood with blood atones ! Ay, though he's buried in a cave, And trodden down with stones, And years have... | |
 | 1828 - 514 страници
...was bare ! Then down I cast me on my face, And first began to weep, For 1 knew my secret then was one That earth refused to keep ; Or land or sea, though...avenging sprite, Till blood for blood atones ! Ay, though he's buried in a cave, And trodden down with atones, And years have rotted off his flesh — The world... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1831 - 80 страници
...bare ! " Then down I cast me on my face, And -first began to weep, For I knew my secret then was one That earth refused to keep : Or land or sea, though...avenging Sprite, Till blood for blood atones ! Ay, though he's buried in a cave, And trodden down with stones, And years have rotted off his flesh, — The world... | |
 | 1836 - 706 страници
...was bare! 'Thou down I rast me on my face, Aod first began to weep. For I knew my secret then was one That earth refused to keep ; Or land or sea, though...fathoms deep! ' So wills the fierce avenging sprite, TtU blood for blood atone»! Ay, though he's buried in a cave. And trodden down with stones ; And years... | |
 | Jewel - 1839 - 352 страници
...bare ! " Then down I cast me on my face, And first began to weep, For I knew my secret then was one That earth refused to keep ; Or land or sea, though...avenging sprite, Till blood for blood atones ! Ay, though he's buried in a cave, And trodden down with stones ; And years have rotted off his flesh — The world... | |
 | 1893 - 844 страници
...Akademie der Wisaewckaften, ' p. 363. From Blackwood's Magazine. THE RESTLESS DEAD. " Ay ! though he's buried in a cave, And trodden down with stones, And...rotted off his flesh, The world shall see his bones." HOOD : The Dream of Euitene Aram. [Five years before the date of this story, George Woodfall, a wealthy... | |
 | 1846 - 608 страници
...bare ! " ' Then down I cast me on my face. And first began to weep. For I knew my secn'tthen was one That earth refused to keep ; Or land or sea, though he should be Ten thousand fathoms deep. " ' So wilU the fii-rce avenging Sprite, Till blood for blood atones ! Ay, though he's buried in a cave, And... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 страници
...! •• Then down I cast me on my lace, And first began to weep, For I knew my secret then was one That earth refused to keep; Or land or sea, though...avenging sprite, Till blood for blood atones ! Ay, though he's buried in a cave, And trodden down with stones, And years have rotted off his flesh — The world... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 страници
...bare ! " Then down I cast me on my face, And first began to weep, For I knew my secret then was one That earth refused to keep; Or land or sea, though...rotted off his flesh — The world shall see his bones ! " O God, that horrid, horrid dream Besets me now awake ! Again — again, with a dizzy brain, The... | |
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