 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - عدد الصفحات: 1022
...through the broad belt of light. Toward the shade of the forest so dreary. Hark ! was it the night wind that rustled the leaves ? Was it moonlight so wondrously flashing? It looked like a rifle— "Ah! Mary, good-by!" And the life-blood is ebbing and plashing. All quiet along the Potomac tonight.... | |
 | 1862 - عدد الصفحات: 500
...his place, As if to keep down the heart swelling. He passes the fountain, tho blasted pine tree — The footstep is lagging and weary ; Yet onward he goes, through the broad belt of light, Toward the shade of the forest as dreary. HI ik I was it the night wind that rustled the leaves ! Was it moonlight... | |
 | William Wyndham Malet - 1863 - عدد الصفحات: 354
...to keep down the heart-swelling. v. He passes the fountain, the blasted pine tree, The footsteps are lagging and weary, Yet onward he goes, through the broad belt of light, Toward the shades of a wood dark and dreary. Hark ! Was it the night wind that rustled the leaves ? Was't the moonlight... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1843 - عدد الصفحات: 260
...face dark and grim, THE INTERMEDIATE HEADER. 7. He passes the fountain, the blasted pine-tree, His footstep is lagging' and weary ; Yet onward he goes, through the broad belt of light, Toward the shade of the forest so dreary. 8. Hark 1 was it the night wind that rustled the leaves ? Was it moonlight... | |
 | John Henry Hayward - 1863 - عدد الصفحات: 410
...are welling, And gathers his gun closer up to its place, As if to keep down the heart-swelling. He passes the fountain, the blasted pine-tree, The footstep is lagging and weary; Yet onward he goes, thro' the broad belt of light, Toward the shade of the forest so dreary. Hark! was it the night-wind... | |
 | 1864 - عدد الصفحات: 356
...are welling, And gathers his gun closer up to its place, As if to keep down the heart-swelling. He passes the fountain, the blasted pine-tree — The...Yet onward he goes, through the broad belt of light, Hark ! was it the night-wind that rustled the leaves ? Was it moonlight so wondrously flashing ? It... | |
 | John Henry Hayward - 1864 - عدد الصفحات: 418
...are welling, And gathers his gun closer up to its place, As if to keep down the heart-swelling. He passes the fountain, the blasted pine-tree, The footstep is lagging and weary; Yet onward he goes, thro' the broad belt of light, Toward the shade of the forest so dreary. Hark! was it the night-wind... | |
 | A.A. Griffith - 1865 - عدد الصفحات: 260
...are welling, And gathers his gun closer up to its place, As if to keep down the heart-swelling. He passes the fountain, the blasted pine-tree, The footstep...Yet onward he goes through the broad belt of light Towards the shades of the forest so dreary. Hark ! was it the night wind that rustled the leaves, Was... | |
 | Elizabeth Collins - 1865 - عدد الصفحات: 132
...if to keep down the heart swelling. He passes the fountain, the blasted pine tree, The footsteps are lagging and weary, Yet onward he goes through the broad belt of light, Toward the shades of a wood dark and dreary. Hark ! Was it the night wind that rustled the leaves ? Was't the moonlight... | |
 | Richard Grant White - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 352
...are welling, And gathers his gun closer up to its place, As if to keep down the heart-swelling. He passes the fountain, the blasted pine-tree, — The...wondrously flashing ? It looked like a rifle : " Ha ! Mary, good-bye ! " And the life-blood is ebbing and plashing. All quiet along the Potomac to-night, — No... | |
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Leaped up to his lips, — when low, murmured vows Were pledged to be ever unbroken ; Then drawing his sleeve roughly over his eyes, He dashes off tears that are welling, And gathers his gun closer up to its place, As if to keep down the heart-swelling. 
