 | 1851 - 786 str.
...blue, — Tis the natural way of living : Who knows whither the clonds nave fled? lu the unscarred heaven they leave no wake ; And the eyes forget the tears they have shed, And the heart forgets its sorrow and ache ; And the soul partakes the season's yonth." The drawbridge... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 str.
...be blue,— 'Tis the natural way of living: Who knows whither the clouds have fled? In the unscarred heaven they leave no wake ; And the eyes forget the...have shed, The heart forgets its sorrow and ache. AFTER THE DL'IIIAL. YES, faith is a goodly anchor; When skies are sweet as a psalm, At the bows it... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1849 - 544 str.
...blue, — 'T is the natural way of living : Who knows whither the clouds have fled * In the unscarred heaven they leave no wake ; And the eyes forget the...Sir Launfal now Remembered the keeping of his vow? " — p. 7. ERRATA. Page 46, 3d lino from the bottom, for " 1707 " read " 1727." " " 9th " " " for... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1849 - 276 str.
...blue, — 'T is the natural way of living: Who knows whither the clouds have fled ? In the unscarred heaven they leave no wake ; And the eyes forget the...and woe Lie deep 'neath a silence pure and smooth, PART FIRST. " MY golden spurs now bring to me, And bring to me my richest mail, For to-morrow I go... | |
 | David Bates Tower, Cornelius Walker - 1850 - 292 str.
...blue, — 'Tis the natural way of living: Who knows whither the clouds have fled ? In the unscarred heaven they leave no wake ; And the eyes forget the...soul partakes the season's youth, And the sulphurous lifts of passion and woe Lie deep 'neath a silence pure and smooth, Like burnt-out craters healed with... | |
 | 1851 - 856 str.
...description of the glories of the summer : — Who knows whither the clouds have fted? In the uuacarred heaven they leave no wake ; And the eyes forget the tears they have shed, And the heart forgets its sorrow and ache ; And the soul partakes the season's youth." The drawbridge... | |
 | 1851 - 792 str.
...blue, — Tis the natural way of living : Who knows whither the clonds n«ve fled ? In the unscarred heaven they leave no wake; And the eyes forget the tears they have shed, And the heart forgets its sorrow and ache ; And the soul partakes the season's youth." The drawbridge... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1852 - 356 str.
...blue, — 'Tis the natural way of living : Who knows whither the clouds have fled ? In the unscarred heaven they leave no wake ; And the eyes forget the tears they have shed, The heart forgets it sorrow and ache ; The soufpartakes the season's youth, And the sulphurous rifts of passion and woe... | |
 | David Bates Tower, Cornelius Walker - 1853 - 300 str.
...blue,— 'Tis the natural way of living: Who knows whither the clouds have fled ? In the unscarred heaven they leave no wake; And the eyes forget the...and smooth, Like burnt-out craters healed with snow. CHALICE ; cup. A-TILT ; leaning forward, just ready to start. CouIUERS ; messengers. WAKE ; a track... | |
 | 1854 - 362 str.
...unscarred heaven they leave no wake ; And the eyes forget the tears they have shed, The heart forgets it sorrow and ache ; The soul partakes the season's youth,...and smooth, Like burnt-out craters healed with snow. jjere is a £>0npe in tberjr T1HERE is a tongue in every leaf A voice in every rill ; A voice that... | |
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Tis the natural way of living. Who knows whither the clouds have fled? In the unscarred heaven they leave no wake; And the eyes forget the tears they have shed, The heart forgets its sorrow and ache... 
