| Henry Clay Fish - 1874 - 826 str.
...which speeds us on So swift to that which is unchangeable. TELL ME, YE WINGED WINDS. CHARLRS MACRAY. TELL me, ye winged winds, That round my pathway roar, Do ye not know some spot Some lone and pleasant dell, Some valley in the west, Where free from toil and pain, The weary soul... | |
| William Brisbane Dick - 1877 - 214 str.
...earth to the vaulted skies, And we mount to its summit round by round. THE INQUIRY. CHARLES MACKAY. Tell me, ye winged winds, that round my pathway roar,...and pain, the weary soul may rest ? The loud wind dwindled to a whisper low, And sigh'd for pity as it answer'd — " No." Tell me, thou mighty deep,... | |
| W. J. Humberstone - 1875 - 234 str.
...the soul, then to obey that voice with joy and delight will be •the beginning of eternal rest. " Tell me, ye winged winds, that round my pathway roar,...and pain, the weary soul may rest ; The loud wind dwindled to a whisper low, And sighed for pity, as it answered " No." Tell me, thou mighty deep, whose... | |
| Charles Mackay - 1876 - 652 str.
...crime ; So spur the steed, and slack the rein, And gallop till she comes again. THE INQUIRY.— 1834. TELL me, ye winged winds, That round my pathway roar,...Where, free from toil and pain, The weary soul may rest 1 The loud wind dwindled to a whisper low, And sigh'd for pity as it Bnswer'd, 'No!' ii. Tell me, thou... | |
| 1876 - 732 str.
...Awake ! ! • THE INQUIRY.— diaries Mackay. TELL me, ye winged winds, that round my pathway ro..r Do ye not know some spot where mortals weep no more...and pain, the weary soul may rest ? The loud wind dwindled to a whisper low, And sigh'd for pity as it answer'd — "No." Tell me, thou mighty deep,... | |
| John Russell Webb - 1876 - 514 str.
...XLVIIL— TELL ME, YE WINGED WINDS. 1. Tell me, ye winged winds, That round my pathway roar, Do you not know some spot Where mortals weep no more? Some...toil and pain, The weary soul may rest? The loud wind softened to a whisper low, And sighed for pity as it answered — " No ! " 2. Tell me, thou mighty... | |
| William Cullen Bryant - 1876 - 599 str.
...dies : Then — hope and happy skies Are thine forever ! BARRY CORNWALL. TELL ME, YE WINGED WINDS. TELL me, ye winged winds, That round my pathway roar,...Do ye not know some spot Where mortals weep no more ? 332 333 Some lone and pleasant dell, Some valley in the west, Where, free from toil and pain, The... | |
| 1876 - 734 str.
...'Wake ! Awake 1 1 THE INQUIRY.— diaries Mackay. me, ye winged winds, that round my pathway ro.ii Do ye not know some spot where mortals weep no more ? Some lone and pleasant dell, some valle}' in the west, Where, free from toil and pain, the weary soul may rest ? The loud wind dwindled... | |
| Robert Aitkin Bertram - 1877 - 766 str.
...stores, does but elaborate A [jungem dish of well-concocted poison. — Earkfr. 1700. HAPPINESS. Quest of father of much fast, So every scope by the immoderate...TRUE liberty was Christian, sanctified, Baptized, dwindled to a whisper low, And sigh'd for pity as it answer'd, — ' No." Tell me, thou mighty deep,... | |
| William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 618 str.
...dies : Then — hope and happy skies Are thine forever ! BARRY CORNWALL. TELL ME, YE WINGED WINDS. TELL me, ye winged winds, That round my pathway roar,...Where mortals weep no more ? Some lone and pleasant Jell, Some valley in the west, Where, free from toil and pain, The weary soul may rest ? The loud wind... | |
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