 | 1851 - 786 oldal
...the old-fashioned country-seat : Across its antique portico Tall poplar-trees their shadows throw ; And from its station in the hall An ancient time-piece says to all — * For ever — never ! Never — for ever ! ' Half-way up the stairs it stands, And points and... | |
 | 1850 - 464 oldal
...the old-fashioned country seat. Across its antique portico Tall poplar trees their shadows throw ; And from its station in the hall An ancient time-piece...the stairs it stands, And points and beckons with it- hands, From its case of massive oak, Like a monk, who, under his cloak, Crosses himself, and sighs,... | |
 | 1855 - 676 oldal
...old fashioned country seat; Across the antique portico Tall poplar tree* their shadows throw ; Aud from its station In the hall An ancient time-piece says to all — "Forever-^never ! Never — forever P' Half-way up the stairs it stands. And points and beckons... | |
 | Theodore Dwight - 1846 - 764 oldal
...station in the hall An ancient lime-piece says to all — "Forever — never! Never— forever !" Hallway up the stairs it stands, And points and beckons with...under his cloak, Crosses himself, and sighs, alas! \Vith sorrowful voice to all who pass,— " Forever — never ! Never— forever !" By day its voice... | |
 | Daniel Kimball Whitaker, Milton Clapp, William Gilmore Simms, James Henley Thornwell - 1846 - 570 oldal
...the old fashioned country-seat. Across its antique portico Tall poplar-trees their shadows throw ; And from its station in the hall An ancient time-piece...stairs it stands, And points and beckons with its hands 45 VOL. ,x. — NO. 18. From its case of massive oak. Like a monk, who under his cloak Crosses himself,... | |
 | Congregational union of England and Wales - 1850 - 758 oldal
...says to all, " For ever — never ! Never— for ever! ' Half- way up the stairs it stands, And pointa and beckons with its hands, From its case of massive...his cloak, Crosses himself, and sighs, Alas ! "With sorrowfu.1 voice, to all who pass : "For ever — never! Never — for ever ! " By day his voice is... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1848 - 170 oldal
...the old-fashioned country-seat. Across its antique portico Tall poplar-trees their shadows throw ; And from its station in the hall An ancient timepiece...the stairs it stands, And points and beckons with his hands From its case of massive oak, Like a monk, who, under his cloak, Crosses himself, and sighs,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1848 - 128 oldal
...the old-fashioned country-seat. Across its antique portico Tall poplar-trees their shadows throw ; And from its station in the hall An ancient time-piece says to all, — " Por ever — never ! Never — for ever !" Half-way up the stairs it stands, And points and beckons... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 462 oldal
...the old-fashioned country seat. Across its antique portico Tall poplar-trees their shadows throw ; And from its station in the hall An ancient timepiece says to all, — " For ever — never! Never — for ever!" Halfway up the stairs it stands, And points and beckons... | |
 | 1850 - 642 oldal
...the old-fashion'd country-seat. Across its antique portico Tall poplar-trees their shadows throw ¡ And from its station in the hall An Ancient Timepiece says to all, " For ever — never! Never — for ever !" Half-way up the stairs it stands, And points and beckons... | |
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Half-way up the stairs it stands, And points and beckons with its hands From its case of massive oak, Like a monk, who, under his cloak, Crosses himself, and sighs, alas ! With sorrowful voice to all who pass, — " Forever — never ! Never — forever... 
