 | 1831 - 492 oldal
...the triumph of his dream. The forests with their myriad tongues Shouted for liberty ; And the blast of the desert cried aloud With a voice so wild and...in his sleep, and smiled At their tempestuous glee. No more he felt the driver's whip, Nor the burning heat of day ; For Death closed o'er the captive's... | |
 | Charles Granville Gepp - 1830 - 194 oldal
...LXIV. (same coiitimted). The forests, with their myriad tongues, Shouted of Liberty ; And the blast of the desert cried aloud, With a voice so wild and free, That he started in his sleep, and smiled 5 At their tempestuous glee. 1, 2. " Thou shalt be free," shout the woods with many a (non unus) murmur... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1842 - 60 oldal
...the triumph of his dream. The forests, with their myriad tongues, Shouted of liberty ; And the Blast of the Desert cried aloud, With a voice so wild and...broken and thrown away ! THE GOOD PART, THAT SHALL HOT BE TAKEN AWAY. SHE dwells by Great Kenhawa's side, In valleys green and cool ; And all her hope... | |
 | 1843 - 418 oldal
...the triumph of his dream. The forests, with their myriad tongues, Shouted of liberty ; And the Blast of the Desert cried aloud, With a voice so wild and...fetter, that the soul Had broken and thrown away ! THE SLAVE SINGING AT MIDNIGHT. LOUD he sang the psalm of David ! He a Negro and enslaved, Sang of Israel's... | |
 | 1843 - 574 oldal
...the triumph of his dream. The forests, with their myriad tongues, Shouted of liberty ; And the Blast of the Desert cried aloud, With a voice so wild and...worn-out fetter, that the soul Had broken and thrown away ! Here is a companion story, — " The Slave Singing at Midnight." Loud he sang the psalm of David... | |
 | 1843 - 424 oldal
...the triumph of his dream. The forests, with their myriad tongues, Shouted of liberty ; And the Blast of the Desert cried aloud, With a voice so wild and...Sleep, And his lifeless body lay A worn-out fetter, thai the soul Had broken and thrown away ! THE SLAVE SINGING AT MIDNIGHT. LOUD he sang the psalm of... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1843 - 570 oldal
...the triumph of his dream. The forests, with their myriad tongues, Shouted of liberty ; And the Blast of the Desert cried aloud, With a voice so wild and...had illumined the Land of Sleep, And his lifeless hody lay A worn-out fetter, that the soul Had broken and thrown away ! THE GOOD PART, THAT SHALL HOT... | |
 | Jane Thomas (née Pinhorn) - 1850 - 300 oldal
...the triumph of his dream. The forests, with their myriad tongnes, Shouted of liherty ; And the hlast of the desert cried aloud, With a voice so wild and...tempestuous glee. He did not feel the driver's whip, Nor the hurning heat of day ; Death had illumed the Land of Sleep, And his lifeless hody lay, A worn-cm t fetter,... | |
 | 1846 - 308 oldal
...triumph of his dream. The forests, with their myriad tongues, Shouted of liberty ; • And the blast of the desert cried aloud, With a voice so wild and...fetter, that the soul Had broken and thrown away! MISSIONARY HYMN, FOR THE SOUTH. Spread far the gospel tidings ! Call ocean, earth, and air, To aid... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1848 - 128 oldal
...the triumph of his dream. The forests, with their myriad tongues, Shouted of liberty ; And the blast of the Desert cried aloud, With a voice so wild and...the soul Had broken and thrown away ! THE GOOD PART, SHE dwells by Great Kenhawa's side, In valleys green and cool ; And all her hope and all her pride... | |
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He did not feel the driver's whip, Nor the burning heat of day ; For Death had illumined the Land of Sleep, And his lifeless body lay A worn-out fetter, that the soul Had broken and thrown away... 
