 All was ended now, the hope, and the fear, and the sorrow, All the aching of heart, the restless unsatisfied longing, All the dull, deep pain, and constant anguish of patience 1 And, as she pressed once more the lifeless head to her bosom, Meekly she...  The poetical works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Author's pocket-vol. ed - Page 121by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1878Full view - About this book
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1883 - 356 pages
...heart, the restless, unsatisfied longing. All the dull, deep pain, and constant anguish of patience ! And, as she pressed once more the lifeless head to...Meekly she bowed her own. and murmured, " Father, I thauk thee ! " STILL stands the forest primeval ; but far away from its shadow, Side by side, in their... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1883 - 528 pages
...DEDICATION. All the dull, deep pain, and constant anguish of patience ! And, as she pressed once шоге the lifeless head to her bosom, Meekly she bowed her own, and murmured, " Father, 1 thank thee ! ' STILL stands the forest primeval ; but far away from its shadow, Side by side, in... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1886 - 548 pages
...heart, the restless, unsatisfied longing, All the dull, deep pain, and constant anguish of patience ! And, as she pressed once more the lifeless head to her bosom, Meekly she b«wed her own, and murmured, " Father, I thank the* I " STILL stands the forest primeval ; but far... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1883 - 614 pages
...heart, the restless, unsatisfied longing, All the dull, deep pain, and constant anguish of patience ! And, as she pressed once more the lifeless head to her bosom, STILL stands the forest primeval; but far away from its shadow, Side by side, in their nameless graves,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1886 - 112 pages
...lifeless head to her bosom, W80 Meekly she bowed her own, and murmured, " Father, I thank thee ! " Stall stands the forest primeval ; but far away from its...are sleeping. Under the humble walls of the little Catholia churchyard, In the heart of the city, they lie, unknown and unnoticed. 13S5 Daily the tides... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1886 - 560 pages
...the lifeless head to her bosom, Meekly she bowed her own, and murmured, " Father, I thank thee I " STILL stands the forest primeval ; but far away from...Side by side, in their nameless graves, the lovers aie sleeping. Under the humble walls of the little Catholic churchyard, In the heart of the city, they... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1886 - 376 pages
...heart, the restless, unsatisfied longing, All the dull, deep pain, and constant anguish of patience ! And, as she pressed once more the lifeless head to...bosom, Meekly she bowed her own, and murmured, "Father Ithankthee!" Still stands the forest primeval; but far away from its shadow, Side by side, in their... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1887 - 360 pages
...heart, the restless, unsatisfied longing. All the dull, deep pain, and constant anguish of patience ! And, as she pressed once more the lifeless head to...she bowed her own, and murmured, "Father, I thank thea!" STILL stands the forest primeval ; but far away from its shadow, Side by side, in their nameless... | |
 | 1888 - 138 pages
...eyes; but it suddenly sank into darkness As when a lamp is blown out by a gust of wind at a casement, And as she pressed once more the lifeless head to...bowed her own, and murmured, ' Father, I thank Thee.' " Thus ends this great poem, teaching us the beauty and value of hope and patience; teachingus, too,... | |
 | Alexander Bain - 1888 - 388 pages
...each world. The idea of relief from trouble is strongly expressed by Longfellow in ' Evangeline':— Still stands the forest primeval; but far away from...in their nameless graves, the lovers are sleeping. Daily the tides of life go ebbing and flowing beside them; Thousands of throbbing hearts, where theirs... | |
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