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" FROM the Desert I come to thee On a stallion shod with fire; And the winds are left behind In the speed of my desire. Under thy window I stand, And the midnight hears my cry: I love thee, I love but thee, With a love that shall not die Till the sun grows... "
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The Century: 1902, 64. kötet

1902
...equal to the situation. She did not finish her sentence. When she had gone, I sat and eyed the music. I love thee, I love but thee! With a love that shall not die! I whirled the piano-stool, which still spun with Minnie's retreated figure, and hid my face upon the...

Poems You Ought to Know

Elia Wilkinson Peattie - 1903 - 217 oldal
...are left behind In the speed of my desire. Under thy window I stand, And the midnight hears my cry : I love thee, I love but thee, With a love that shall not die Till the sun grows cold, And the stars are old, And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold! Look from thy window and see My passion and my...

The Tu-tze's Tower: A Novel

Louise Betts Edwards - 1903 - 418 oldal
...Let the night-wind touch thy brow With the heat of my burning sigh, And melt thee to hear the vow Of a love that shall not die Till the sun grows cold And the stars are old, And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold." In what girl's scrap-book are the words not written...

The World's Best Poetry ...

John Vance Cheney, Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts, Charles Francis Richardson, Francis Hovey Stoddard, John Raymond Howard - 1904
...are left behind In the speed of my desire. Under thy window I stand, And the midnight hears my cry: I love thee, I love but thee ! With a love that shall not die Till the sun grows cold, And the stars arc old, And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold! Look from thy window, and see My passion and my...

A Brief History of American Literature

William Peterfield Trent - 1904 - 277 oldal
...are left behind In the speed of my desire. Under thy window I stand, And the midnight hears my cry; I love thee, I love but thee, With a love that shall not die Till the sun grows cold, And the stars are old, And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold! Taylor's name at once suggests that of Richard...

The World's Best Poetry: Love; introductory essay: The future of poetry, by ...

1904
...are left behind In fhe speed of my desire. Under thy window I stand, And the midnight hears my cry: I love thee. I love but thee ! With a love that shall not die Till the sun groics cold, And the stars are old, And the leares of the Judgment Book unfold! Look from thy window,...

Little Masterpieces of English Poetry: Lyrics

Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig - 1907
...are left behind In the speed of my desire. Under thy window I stand, And the midnight hears my cry: I love thee, I love but thee ! With a love that shall not die Till the sun grows cold, And the stars are old, And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold! Look from thy window, and see My passion and my...

A Selection from the Great English Poets: With an Essay on the Reading of Poetry

Sherwin Cody - 1905 - 576 oldal
...come to thee On a stallion shod with fire ; Under thy window I stand, And the midnight hears my cry: I love thee, I love but thee, With a love that shall not die Till the sun grows cold, And the stars are old, And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold! Look from thy window and see My passion and my...

A Manual of American Literature

James Brady Smiley - 1905 - 336 oldal
...are left behind In the speed of my desire. Under thy window I stand, And the midnight hears my cry: I love thee, I love but thee, With a love that shall not die Till the sun grows cold And the stars are old, And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold!" In The Song of the Camp, a reminiscence of the...

One Hundred Best American Poems

John Raymond Howard - 1905 - 320 oldal
...are left behind In the speed of my desire. Under thy window I stand, And the midnight hears my cry: I love thee, I love but thee ! With a love that shall not die Till the sun grows cold, And the stars are old, And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold! Look from thy window, and see My passion and my...




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