... then be sure that every unkind look, every ungracious word, every ungentle action, will come thronging back upon thy memory and knocking dolefully at thy soul — then be sure that thou wilt lie down sorrowing and repentant on the grave, and utter... Washington Irving's Sketch Book - Страница 157по Washington Irving - 1905 - 428 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
| William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1821 - 596 страници
...word, every ungentle action, will come thronging back upon thy memory and knocking dolefully at thy soul — then be sure that thou wilt lie down sorrowing...of regret ; — but take warning by the bitterness ness of this thy contrite affliction over the dead, and henceforth be more faithful and affectionate... | |
| 1821 - 604 страници
...word, every ungemle action, will come thronging back upon thy memory and knocking dolefully at thy soul — then be sure that thou wilt lie down sorrowing...of regret; — but take warning by the bitterness ness of this thy contrite affliction over the dead, and henceforth be more faithful and affectionate... | |
| William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, Sir William Smith, Rowland Edmund Prothero Baron Ernle, George Walter Prothero - 1821 - 612 страници
...word, every ungentle action, will come thronging back upon thy memory and knocking dolefully at thy soul — then be sure that thou wilt lie down sorrowing...futile tributes of regret ; — but take warning by the bitternen ness of this thy contrite affliction over the dead, and henceforth be more faithful and affectionate... | |
| Washington Irving - 1823 - 392 страници
...word, every ungentle action, will come thronging back upon thy memory, and knocking dolefully at thy soul— then be sure that thou wilt lie down sorrowing...and unavailing. Then weave thy chaplet of flowers, aad strew the beauties of nature about the grave ; console thy broken spirit, if thou canst, with these... | |
| Washington Irving - 1829 - 522 страници
...word, every ungentle action, will come thronging back upon thy memory, and knocking dolefully at thy soul — then be sure that thou wilt lie down sorrowing...strew the beauties of nature about the grave ; console tfejr broken spirit, if thou canst, with these tender, yet futile tributes of regret ; — but take... | |
| 1833 - 348 страници
...come thronging hack upon the memory, and knocking dolefully at thy soul — then he sure that thou lie down sorrowing and repentant on the grave, and...unheard groan, and pour the unavailing tear — more hitter, hecause unheard and unavailing— WatMngton Irving. 80 81 NAPOLEON BVONAPARTE. Tm portrait... | |
| Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - 360 страници
...word', every ungentle action', will come thronging back upon thy memory', and knocking dolefully at thy soul' — then be sure that thou wilt lie down sorrowing...if thou canst', with these tender', yet futile',*' tributes0 of regret'; — but take warning by the bitterness of this thy contrite affliction over the... | |
| 1835 - 398 страници
...ungentle action, will come thronging back upon thy memory, and knocking dolefully at thy soul—then be sure that thou wilt lie down sorrowing and repentant...the beauties of nature about the grave ; console thy tender spirit, if thou canst, with these tender, yet futile tributes of regret; but take warning by... | |
| Washington Irving - 1835 - 196 страници
...word, every ungentle action, will come thronging back upon thy memory, and knocking dolefully at thy soul — then be sure that thou wilt lie down sorrowing and repentant on the. grave , and titter the unheard groan , and pour the unavailing (ear; more deep, more bitter, because unheard and... | |
| 1836 - 282 страници
...word, every ungentle action, will come thronging back upon thy memory, and knocking dolefully at thy soul— then be sure that thou wilt lie down sorrowing...flowers, and strew the beauties of nature about the gra\e; console thy broken spirit, it thou canst, with these tender, yet futile, tributes of regret;... | |
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