 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - 612 str.
...Shall bid thy prisoners be unbound. GF Croly. Our lives are rivers, gliding free To that unfathom'd, boundless sea, The silent grave ! Thither all earthly pomp and boast Roll, to be swallow'd up and lost In one dark wave. J'.nngJ'i Hairi's Poems. I gazed upon the glorious sky And... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1856 - 432 str.
...not decay; Fleeting as were the dreams of old. Remembered like a tide that's told, They pass away. Our lives are rivers, gliding free To that unfathomed,...poor man and the son of pride Lie calm and still. 44 COPLAS DE MANRIQUE. I will not here invoke the throng Of orators and sons of song, The deathless... | |
 | William Cecil Duncan - 1856 - 360 str.
...its swelling tide. " Our lives are gliding free To that unfathomed, boundless sea, The silent grave I Thither all earthly pomp and boast Roll, to be swallowed up and lost In one dark wave." The night of death is hastening on. Satan is busy deceiving us meanwhile ; whispering to each of us,... | |
 | Emil Kade - 1856 - 280 str.
...subdued or repelled by the arms of Swatoslaus, the son of Igor, the son of Oleg, the son of Ruric. G. — Our lives are rivers, gliding free to that unfathomed boundless sea, the grave. L. — The bold and vigorous proceedings of the council of Basil had almost been fatal to the... | |
 | Elizabeth Stone - 1858 - 450 str.
...they. This was not perhaps without its just application formerly. Now, rather would we write — Here all are equal. Side by side, The poor man and the son of pride Lie calm and still — for in the sight of God, and to the belief of the humble Christian, this must ever be so, howsoever... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1859 - 724 str.
...not decay ; Fleeting as were the dreams of old, Remembered like a tale that's told, They pass away, Our lives are rivers, gliding free To that unfathomed,...poor man and the son of pride Lie calm and still. I will not here invoke the throng Of orators and sons of song, The deathless few ; Fiction entices... | |
 | Daniel Wise - 1859 - 292 str.
...and alarm. Do you comprehend my meaning, traveler to the boundless future 1 know you not that » " Our lives are rivers, gliding free To that unfathomed, boundless sea, The silent grave?'' Know you not also that your IMMORTAL SOUL is conscious of wants beyond the quiet tomb ? Is it enough... | |
 | Daniel Wise - 1859 - 312 str.
...and alarm. Do you comprehend my meaning, traveler to the boundless future 1 know you not that " Onr lives are rivers, gliding free To that unfathomed, boundless sea, The silent grave?" Know you not also that your IMMORTAL SOUL is conscious of wants beyond the quiet tomb 1 Is it enough... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1860 - 506 str.
...not decay ; Fleeting as were the dreams of old, Remembered like a tale that 's told, They pass away. Our lives are rivers, gliding free To that unfathomed,...poor man and the son of pride Lie calm and still. I will not here invoke the throng Of orators and sons of song, The deathless few ; Fiction entices... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, John Gilbert - 1860 - 448 str.
...not deeay ; Fleeting as were the dreams of old, Remembered like a tale that's told, They pass away. Our lives are rivers, gliding free To that unfathomed,...Thither the brook pursues its way, And tinkling rill. DK AIANRIQUE. 39 I will not here invoke the throng Of orators and sons of song, The deathless few :... | |
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Our lives are rivers, gliding free To that unfathomed, boundless sea, The silent grave ! Thither all earthly pomp and boast Roll, to be swallowed up and lost In one dark wave. Thither the mighty torrents stray, Thither the brook pursues its way, And tinkling... 
