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" I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me That my soul cannot resist: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain. "
The poetical works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, with explanatory notes - 96. oldal
szerző: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1903
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The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, 72-73. kötet

1870 - 726 oldal
...feeling of sadness comes o'er me That my soul cannot resist. A feeling of sadness and longing That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist...some poem. Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall sooth this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from...

The Knickerbocker: Or, New-York Monthly Magazine, 25. kötet

Charles Fenno Hoffman, Timothy Flint, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew - 1845 - 652 oldal
...is not akin to pain, And resembles Borrow only As the mist resembles the rain. Come, read to me come poem. Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe...day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the hards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of time. For, like strains of martial...

The North American Review, 60. kötet

Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1845 - 540 oldal
...poems in another mood of mind, they may appear too tame, uniform, and gentle ; for they come, — " Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards...distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of time " ; — but, " from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds...

The Knickerbocker: Or, New-York Monthly Magazine, 25. kötet

1845 - 888 oldal
...of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain. That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Come, read to me some poem,...

The Southern and Western Literary Messenger and Review, 13. kötet

1847 - 814 oldal
...sunshine with the shade.'' 1847.] Nine New Poets. Mr. Longfellow asks his I;ul y-love lo read to him. " Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards...Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of lime." This is pretty and musical, and conveys rather :i striking image: Mr. Head thus appropriates...

The Southern literary messenger, 13. kötet

1847 - 784 oldal
...vibrating, like the sunshine with the shadfe." Mr. Longfellow asks his lady-love to read lo him. " Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, "Whose distant footsteps echo Through ihe corridors of liune." This is pretty and musical, and conveys rather a striking image ; Mr. Read...

Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art, 7. kötet

Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 438 oldal
...and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain. Dome, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling,...

Poems

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 462 oldal
...feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles rain. Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and...from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo For, like strains of martial music, Their mighty thoughts suggest Lite's endless toil and endeavour...

Poems, 2. kötet

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1853 - 470 oldal
...of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist : A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist...Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Tune. For, like strains of martial music, Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endeavour...

The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe: Poems and tales

Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 522 oldal
...higher manifestations of true Beauty. It is, nevertheless, A feeling of sadness and longing That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain. The taint of which I speak is clearly perceptible even in a poem so full of brilliancy and spirit as...




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