 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 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...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... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1854 - 536 páginas
...wing ; But I never marked its morning flight, I never heard it sing : For I was stooping once again " 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... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1854 - 424 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... | |
 | George Frederick Pardon - 1856 - 250 páginas
...With a wild misgiving eye; And I saw the dead in the river bed, For the faithless stream was dry. ' 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 mid-day... | |
 | Half hours - 1856 - 650 páginas
...sing : For I was stooping once again Under the horrid thing. " With breathless speed, like a soul iu chase, I took him up and ran — There was no time...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... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1857 - 420 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... | |
 | Charles William Smith (professor of elocution.) - 1857 - 338 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...There was no time to dig a grave Before the day began : lu a lonesome wood, with heaps of leaves, I hid the murdered man ! " And all that day I read in school,... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1861 - 394 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, In secret I was there : And a mighty wind had... | |
 | John Williamson Palmer - 1861 - 540 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...There was no time to dig a grave Before the day began ; lu a lonesome wood, with heaps of leaves, I hid the murdered man ! •• And all that day I read... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1862 - 522 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...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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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... 
