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" With breathless speed, like a soul in chase, I took him up and ran;— There was no time to dig a grave Before the day began: In a lonesome wood, with heaps of leaves, I hid the murdered man! "And all that day I read in school, But my thought was other... "
Recollections of the Court Room: Or, Narratives, Scenes and Anecdotes from ... - Página 297
de Peter Burke - 1859 - 308 páginas
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The Lady's Magazine: Or Entertaining Companion for the Fair Sex ...

1829
...mark'd its morning flight, I never heard it sing ; For I was stooping once again Under the horrid thing. With breathless speed, like a soul in chase, I took...In a lonesome wood, with heaps of leaves, I hid the murder'd man ! And all that day I read in school, But my thoughts were other-where ; As soon as the...
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The Eclectic review. vol. 1-New [8th]

1828
...its morning flight, I never heard it sing: For I was stooping once again Under the horrid thing. ' With breathless speed, like a soul in chase, I took...In a lonesome wood, with heaps of leaves, I hid the murder'd man ! ' And all that day I read in school, But my thought was other where ; As soon as the...
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Atheneum, Or, Spirit of the English Magazines

1828
...mark'd its morning flight, I never heard it sing : For I was stooping once again Under the horrid thing. With breathless speed, like a soul in chase, I took him up and ran, — Tiiere was no time to dig a grave Before the day began : 111 a lonesome wood, with heaps of leaves,...
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The dream of Eugene Aram, the murderer

Thomas Hood - 1831
...again Under the horrid thing. And a mighty wind had •.-. -.1 the l And still the corse was bare. 29 " With breathless speed, like a soul in chase, I took...In a lonesome wood, with heaps of leaves, I hid the murder'd man ! " And all that day I read in school, But my thought was other where ; As soon as the...
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The Knickerbocker: Or, New-York Monthly Magazine, Volumen 7

Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew, Timothy Flint, Washington Irving - 1836
...iu morning flight, 1 never heard it sing: For I was «looping once ngain Under the horrid thing. 4 With breathless speed, like a soul in chase, I took...and ran — There was no time to dig a grave Before tho day began : In a lonesome wood, with heaps of leaves, I hid the murdered man! 4 And all that day...
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The Knickerbocker: Or, New-York Monthly Magazine, Volumen 7

Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew, Timothy Flint, Washington Irving - 1836
...the horrid thing. * With breathless speed, like a soul in chmae, I took him up and ran — There wa« no time to dig a grave Before the day began: In a lonesome wood, with heaps of leaves, 1 hid the murdered man! 4 And all that day 1 read in school. But my thought was otherwhere; As soon...
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The jewel, sacred, domestic, narrative and lyrical poems selected from ...

Jewel - 1839
...its morning flight, I never heard it sing : For I was stooping once again Under the horrid thing. " With breathless speed, like a soul in chase, I took...wood, with heaps of leaves, I hid the murdered man ! " And all that day I read in School, But my thought was other where ; As soon as the mid-day task...
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The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Volumen 8

1846
...morning flight, I never heard it sing: For I was stooping once again Undei the horrid thing ! •' • With breathless speed, like a soul in chase, I took him up and ran ; There wns no time to dig a grave Before the day began : In a lonesome wood with heaps of leaves, I hid the...
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Prose and Verse, Parte 1

1845
...its morning flight, I never heard it sing : For I was stooping once again Under the horrid thing. " With breathless speed, like a soul in chase, I took...wood with heaps of leaves, I hid the murdered man ! " And all that day I read in school, But my thought was otherwhere ; As soon as the mid-day task...
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The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 504 páginas
...its morning flight, I never heard it sing : For I was stooping once again Under the horrid thing. " With breathless speed, like a soul in chase, I took...In a lonesome wood, with heaps of leaves, I hid the murder'd man ! " And all that day I read in school, But my thought was other where ; As soon as the...
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