The Pacific Coast First [-fifth] Reader, Volume 5A. L. Bancroft, 1875 |
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... waits , With his feet on the ladder of light , That , crowded with angels unnumbered , By Jacob was seen , as he slumbered Alone in the desert at night ? 3. The Angels of Wind and of Fire Chant only one hymn , and expire With the song's ...
... waits , With his feet on the ladder of light , That , crowded with angels unnumbered , By Jacob was seen , as he slumbered Alone in the desert at night ? 3. The Angels of Wind and of Fire Chant only one hymn , and expire With the song's ...
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... wait patiently for day . 4. His only trouble was the swift and rapid river . He felt forced , sometimes , to try to stop it - to stem it with his child- ish hands , or choke its way with sand - and when he saw it coming on , resistless ...
... wait patiently for day . 4. His only trouble was the swift and rapid river . He felt forced , sometimes , to try to stop it - to stem it with his child- ish hands , or choke its way with sand - and when he saw it coming on , resistless ...
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... - grass quiver , Asleep are the ranks of the dead ; — Under the sod and the dew , Waiting the judgment day ; - Under the one , the Blue ; Under the other , the Gray . 2. These in the robings of glory , ' Those 88 FIFTH READER . Finch.
... - grass quiver , Asleep are the ranks of the dead ; — Under the sod and the dew , Waiting the judgment day ; - Under the one , the Blue ; Under the other , the Gray . 2. These in the robings of glory , ' Those 88 FIFTH READER . Finch.
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... Waiting the judgment day ; - Under the laurel , the Blue ; Under the willow , the Gray . 3. From the silence of sorrowful hours The desolate mourners go , Lovingly laden with flowers Alike for the friend and the foe ; - Under the sod ...
... Waiting the judgment day ; - Under the laurel , the Blue ; Under the willow , the Gray . 3. From the silence of sorrowful hours The desolate mourners go , Lovingly laden with flowers Alike for the friend and the foe ; - Under the sod ...
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... Waiting the judgment day ; - Under the blossoms , the Blue ; Under the garlands , the Gray . 7. No more shall the war - cry sever , Or the winding rivers be red ; They banish our anger forever When they laurel the graves of our dead ...
... Waiting the judgment day ; - Under the blossoms , the Blue ; Under the garlands , the Gray . 7. No more shall the war - cry sever , Or the winding rivers be red ; They banish our anger forever When they laurel the graves of our dead ...
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Página 81 - This it is and nothing more." Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, " Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you "—here I opened wide the door.
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Página 83 - thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
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