 | 1835 - 700 Seiten
...Shakspeare's ' When icicles hang ' on the wall,' till we almost begin with Hob ' to blow the nail.' WOODS IN WINTER. ' When winter winds are piercing chill, And through the whitethorn blows the gale, With solemn feet I tread the hill, That overbrows the lonely vale. ' O'er... | |
 | 1826 - 192 Seiten
...us, Lord, with just sense of thy bounty, and give Health to us, and to all in the land where we live. WOODS IN WINTER. When winter winds are piercing chill, And through the white-thorn blows the gale, With solemn feet I tread the hill, That over-brows the lonely vale. O'er... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 Seiten
...And t' was seen, as the waters moved deep and slow That the hand was still grasping a hunter's bow. WOODS IN WINTER. WHEN winter winds are piercing chill, And through the white-thorn blows the gale, With solemn feet I tread the hill, That overbrows the lonely vale. O'er... | |
 | 1834 - 406 Seiten
...130 HW LONGFELLOW. WOODS IN WINTER. WHEN winter winds are piereing rhill, And through tho whitethorn blows the gale, With solemn feet I tread the hill,...vale. O'er the bare upland, and away Through the long reaeh of desert woods, The embraeing sunbeams ehastely play, And gladden these deep solitudes. On tho... | |
 | 1834 - 438 Seiten
...feet I tread Ihc hill That over-brows the lonely vale. OVr the bare upland, and away Through the lone reach of desert woods, The embracing sunbeams chastely play, And gladden these deep solitudes. On Ihc gray maple's crusted bark, It^ tender shoots the hoar-frost nips; Where, twisted round the barren... | |
 | 1834 - 402 Seiten
...Old World's shameful story : At the scourge which she raised o'er her sister's sleep, HW LONGFELLOW. WOODS IN WINTER. WHEN winter winds are piercing chill, And through the whitethorn blows the gale, With solemn feet I tread the hill, That over-brows the lonely vale. O'er... | |
 | Robert Walsh, Eliakim Littell, John Jay Smith - 1835 - 1138 Seiten
...¡ike Shakspeare's " When icicles hang on the wall," till we almost begin with Hob " to blow the nail." WOODS IN WINTER. "When winter winds are piercing chill, And through the whitethorn blows the gale, With solemn feet I tread the hill, That overbrows the lonely vale. " O'er... | |
 | 1839 - 430 Seiten
...so, But make it fit for heaven! Woods in Winter.—LONGFELLOW. WHEN winter winds are piercing chill, With solemn feet I tread the hill, That over-brows the lonely vale. And through the white-thorn blows the gale, O'er the bare upland, and away The embracing sunbeams chastely... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1839 - 174 Seiten
...hymn, that Death Has lifted up for all, that he shall go To his long resting-place without a tear. WOODS IN WINTER. WHEN winter winds are piercing chill, And through the white-thorn blows the gale, With solemn feet I tread the hill, That overbrows the lonely vale. O'er... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1846 - 428 Seiten
...Woods in Winter. — LONGFELLOW. WHEN winter winds are piercing chill, And through the white-thorn blows the gale, With solemn feet I tread the hill,...over-brows the lonely vale. O'er the bare upland, and away Throuph the long reach of desert woods, The embracing sunbeams chastely play, And gladden these deep... | |
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WOODS IN WINTER. WHEN winter winds are piercing chill, And through the hawthorn blows the gale, With solemn feet I tread the hill, That overbrows the lonely vale. 
