 The wind rose high — but with it rose Her voice, that he might hear ; Perchance that dark hour brought repose To happy bosoms near ; While she sat striving with despair Beside his tortured form, And pouring her deep soul in prayer Forth on the rushing...  The Heroines of Domestic Life - Página 47de Mrs. Octavius Freire Owen - 1861 - 403 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | 1830 - 504 páginas
...tortured form, And pouring her deep soul in prayer, Forth on the rushing storm. She wiped the death damps from his brow, With her pale hands and soft, Whose touch upon the lute chords low Had still'd his heart so oft. Oh, lovely are ye, love and faith, Enduring to the last... | |
 | 1827 - 452 páginas
...with despair Beside his tortured form, And pouring her deep soul In prayer Forth on the rushing storm. She wiped the death-damps from his brow. With her pale hands and soft, Whose touch upon the lute chords low, Had stlll'd his heart so oft. She spread her mantle o'er his breast, She bathed his... | |
 | 1828 - 604 páginas
...pouring her deep soul in prayer Forth on the rushing storm. She wiped the death-damps from his broir, With her pale hands and soft, Whose touch upon the lute-chords low Had Mill'.] his heart so oft. She spread her mantle o'er his breast, She bathed his lips with dew, And... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1827 - 528 páginas
...with despair Beside his tortured form, And pouring her deep soul in prayer Forth on the rushing storm. She wiped the death-damps from his brow, With her...hands and soft, Whose touch upon the lute-chords low, She spread her mantle o'er his breast, She bath'd his lips with dew, And on his cheek such kisses press'd... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 340 páginas
...with despair Beside his tortured form, And pouring her deep soul in prayer Forth on the rushing storm. She wiped the death-damps from his brow, With her...so oft. She spread her mantle o'er his breast, She bath'd his lips with dew, And on his cheek such kisses press'd As hope and joy ne'er knew. Oh! lovely... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 228 páginas
...damps from his brow, Wih her pale hands and soft. Whose touch upon the lute chords low, Had stilled his heart so oft. She spread her mantle o'er his breast, She bathed his lips with dew, And on his cheeks such kisses pressed, As Joy and Hope ne'er knew. Oh ! lovely are ye, Lore and Failb, Enduring... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 216 páginas
...tortur'd form, And pouting her deep soul in prayer Forth on the rushing storm. She wip'd the death damps from his brow, With her pale hands and soft, Whose touch upon the lute chords low, Had still'd his heart 90 oft. She spread her mantle o'er his breast, She bath'd his... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 228 páginas
...damps from his bronr, Will her pale hands and soft, Whose touch upon the lute chords low, Had stilled his heart so oft. She spread her mantle o'er his breast, She hathed his lips with dew, And on his cheeks such kisses pressed, As Joy and Hope ne'er knew. Oh ! lovely... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1831 - 510 páginas
...his tortured form, . And pouring her deep soul in prayer Forth on the rushing storm. She wiped tho death-damps from his brow, With her pale hands and soft, Whose touch upon the lute-chords low, Had stilled his heart so oft. She spread her mantle o'er his breast, She bathed his lips with dew, And... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1834 - 512 páginas
...with despair Beside his tortured form, And pouring her deep soul in prayer Forth on the rushing storm. She wiped the death-damps from his brow, With her...and soft, Whose touch upon the lute-chords low, Had stilled his heart so oft. She spread her mantle o'er his breast, She bathed his lips with dew, And... | |
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