 | Thomas Hood - 1871 - 466 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... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1871 - 486 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 mnrder'd man ! And a raiffhty wind had swept the leaves, And itill the corse wai bare. " And all that... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1871 - 492 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 a mighty wind had nwept the leares, And still the corse waa bare. " And all that... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 páginas
...its morning flight, 1 never heard it sing, For I was stooping once again Under the horrid thing. " , ho ! ieroe ! " SIR WALTER Sccrr. THE FIERY CROSS...A goat, the patriarch of the flock, Before the kin leares, I hid the murdered man ! i " And all that day I read in school, But my thought was otherwhere... | |
 | 1872 - 900 páginas
...marked its morning flight, I never heard it sing, For I was stooping once again Under the horrid thing. \T ! "And all that day I read in school, But my thought was otherwhere ; As soon as the midday task was... | |
 | 1872 - 710 páginas
...its morning flight, I never heard it sing, For I was stooping once again ' Under the horrid thing. " . 1 " And all that day I read in school, But my thought was otherwhere ; As soon as the midday task was... | |
 | Charles Hartley - 1872 - 372 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 - 1872 - 300 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 I " And all that day I read in school, But my thought was other-where. As soon as the... | |
 | Henry Llewellyn Williams - 1872 - 218 páginas
...never heard it sing : For I was stooping once again With breathless speed, like a soul in chase, 1 took him up and ran — There was no time to dig a...wood, with heaps of leaves, I hid the murdered man I And all that day I read in school, But my thought was other where I As soon as the mid-day task was... | |
 | Henry Major - 1873 - 136 páginas
...stooping once again Under the horrid thing. "With breathless speed, like a soul in chase, I took him tip and ran — There was no time to dig a grave Before...wood, with heaps of leaves, I hid the murdered man. "Then down I cast me on my face, And first began to weep, For I knew my secret then was one That earth... | |
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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... 
