 | Henry Davenport Northrop - 1888 - 712 pages
...painless pain ; Pips your unceasing melancholy cheer ; The year is in the wane. HARRIET McEwEN KIMBALL. SNOW-FLAKES. UT of the bosom of the air, Out of the...countenance confession, The troubled sky reveals The griefit feels. This is the poem of the air, Slowly in silent syllables recorded ; This is the secret... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1887 - 360 pages
...like these, Thy flag, that is rent in twain, Shall be one again, And without a seam ! SNOW-FLAKES. OUT of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of...divine expression, Even as the troubled heart doth moke In the white countenance confession, The troubled sky reveals The grief it feels. This is the... | |
 | Charles Alden John Farrar - 1887 - 236 pages
...tired after our day's racket we went to bed early, and obtained a good night's rest. CHAPTEE VII. 1 Out of the bosom of the air, Out of the cloud-folds of...forsaken, Silent, and soft, and slow Descends the snow." — LONGFELLOW. OP THE RIVER. WAS the first to awaken in the morning, and, jumping out of bed, I pulled... | |
 | Jakob Schipper - 1888 - 630 pages
...Schlussstrophe). Eine Strophe nach der Formel J*"^ begegnet bei Longfellow in Snow-Flakes (S. 597): Out of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of her garinents shaken, Over the ipoodlaiids brown and bare, Oeer the harvest-fields forsaken, Silent, and... | |
 | 1889 - 552 pages
...honour of thy name, Compiled by me, which thy poor liegeman am. E. SPENSER 1 1 8.— SNOW-FLAKES OUT of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of...confession, The troubled sky reveals The grief it feels. This is the poem of the air, Slowly in silent syllables recorded ; This is the secret of despair,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1889 - 264 pages
...on us everywhere. And we stand from day to day, Like the dwarfs of times gone by, SNOW-FLAKES. OUT of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of...confession, The troubled sky reveals The grief it feels. This is the poem of the air, Slowly in silent syllables recorded ; This is the secret of despair,... | |
 | Sarah C. Winn - 1889 - 112 pages
...great Master, he is ours." EA Rand. SNOW-FLAKES. Out of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud- folds of her garments shaken, Over the woodlands brown and...forsaken, Silent, and soft, and slow Descends the snow. 14 ROUND THE WORLD WITH THE POETS. FROST. The Frost looked forth one still, clear night, And whispered... | |
 | Robert Comfort Metcalf, Orville T. Bright - 1889 - 244 pages
...anthem, pealing, Startles the villagers with strange alarms. From "The Arsenal at Springfield." 4. Out of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of...shaken. Over the woodlands brown and bare, Over the harvest fields forsaken, Silent, and soft, and slow, Descends the snow. From " Snow-Flakes. M 6. By... | |
 | Robert Comfort Metcalf, Orville T. Bright - 1889 - 246 pages
...anthem, pealing, Startles the villagers with strange alarms. From "The Arsenal at Springfield." 4. Out of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken, Over the woodland brown and bare, Over the harvest fields forsaken, Silent, and soft, and slow, Descends the... | |
 | Mrs. Grace Townsend - 1890 - 640 pages
...Creeping on where time has been, A rare old plant is the ivy green! — Charles Dickens. Snow Flakes. o UT of the bosom of the air, Out of the cloud-folds...confession, The troubled sky reveals The grief it feels. This is the poem of the air, Slowly in silent syllables recorded ; This is the secret of despair,... | |
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OUT of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken, Over the woodlands brown and bare, Over the harvest-fields forsaken, Silent, and soft, and slow Descends the snow. Even as our cloudy fancies take Suddenly shape in some divine... 
