 | Montgomery Robert Bartlett - 1828 - 426 str.
...Rejoic'd when he came, in the morning's flam* ' . In the morning's flame, burns now. And the moon's pale light as it lay that night. On the hill side and the...lies where he laid his houseless head;— But, the pilgrim,—where is he? 4. The pilgrim fathers, are at rest:— When summer's thron'd on high, And... | |
 | Timothy Flint - 1828 - 828 str.
...exile — sainted name!—- The hill, whose icy brow Rejoiced, when he came, in the morning's flame, In the morning's flame burns now. And the moon's cold light, as it lay that night On the hill-side and the sea, VOL. I — No. C. • • 8 Still lies where he laid his houseless head ; —... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1828 - 320 str.
...seen, and then withdrawn. Rejoiced, when he came, in the morning's flame, In the morning's Same bums now. And the moon's cold light, as it lay that night On the hill-side and the sea, Still lies where he laid his houseless head ;— But the pilgrim—where is... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 str.
...exile — sainted name ! — The hill, whose icy brow Rejoiced, when he came, in the morning's flame, In the morning's flame burns now. And the moon's cold light, as it lay that night On the hill-aide and the sea, Still lies where he laid his houseless head ; — "But the pilgrim — where... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 str.
...exile — sainted name ! — The hill, whose icy brow Rejoiced, when he came, in the morning's flame, In the morning's flame burns now. And the moon's cold light, as it lay that night On the hill-side and the sea, Still lies where he laid his houseless head ; — But the pilgrim — where... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1830 - 334 str.
...morning's flame burns now. * The May-Flower was the name of the vessel in which the pilgrims came. And the moon's cold light, as it lay that night On the hill-side and the sea, Still lies where he laid his houseless head ; — But the pilgrim — where... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1831 - 356 str.
...In the morning's flame burns now. And the moon's cold light, as it lay that night On the hill-side and the sea, Still lies where he laid his houseless...where is he ? The pilgrim fathers are at rest: When summer 's throned on high, And the world's warm breast is in verdure dressed, Go, stand on the hill... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1831 - 356 str.
...pilgrim exile—sainted name!— The hill, whose icy brow Rejoiced, when he came, in the morning's flame, In the morning's flame burns now. And the moon's cold light, as it lay that night On the hill-side and the sea, Still lies where he laid his houseless head;— But the pilgrim—where is he... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1831 - 294 str.
...through an opening cloud, Is seen, and then withdrawn. Rejoiced, when he came, in the morning's flame, In the morning's flame burns now. And the moon's cold light, as it lay that night On the hill-side and the sea, Still lies where he laid his houseless head ; — But the pilgrim — where... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 str.
...In the morning's flame burns now. And the moon's cold light, as it lay that night On the hill-side and the sea, Still lies where he laid his houseless...where is he ? The Pilgrim Fathers are at rest: When summer is throned on high, And the world's warm breast is in verdure dressed, Go, stand on the hill... | |
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The pilgrim exile — sainted name! The hill, whose icy brow Rejoiced, when he came, in the morning's flame, In the morning's flame burns now. And the moon's cold light as it lay that night On the hillside and the sea Still lies where he laid his houseless... 
