WE watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. So silently we seemed to speak, So slowly moved about As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. Our very... The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe: The literati - 293. oldalszerző: Edgar Allan Poe, Rufus Wilmot Griswold, Nathaniel Parker Willis, James Russell Lowell - 1850Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
![](https://books.google.hu/books/content?id=H8cBAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | Emma Jane Worboise - 1862 - 646 oldal
...was on the way to the nearest railway station. CHAPTER XXin. TACANT PLACES. We watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As...her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. Our very hopes belied our fears, Our fears our hopes belied, We thought her dying when she slept, And... | |
![](https://books.google.hu/books/content?id=2NgYAAAAYAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | Thomas Hood - 1862 - 522 oldal
...remember. They are contained in a little poem called '/"/,". Death-bed — ' Wo watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept hearing to and fro. ' So silently we seemed to speak, So slowly moved abont, As we had lent her half... | |
![](https://books.google.hu/books/content?id=LskBAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | George Hebert - 1862 - 328 oldal
...that he might catch every sound which could tell him that the miserable woman still lived. He watched her breathing .... . soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life kept ebbing to and fro. Any moment that painfully-drawn breath might flee, and the soul depart to the presence... | |
![](https://books.google.hu/books/content?id=KLIRAAAAYAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | 1906 - 604 oldal
...were near, doing all that lay in their power. Her spirit seemed to be hovering for its flight. Truly In her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. Few in the little village but remained awake that night, waiting for the return of the messenger, but... | |
![](https://books.google.hu/books/content?id=54kgAAAAMAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | 1912 - 616 oldal
...longer be a thing to weep. Thomas William Parsons [1819-1892] THE DEATH-BED WE watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As...about, As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. Our very hopes belied our fears, Our fears our hopes belied — We thought her dying when... | |
![](https://books.google.hu/books/content?id=sWEXAAAAIAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | Henry Meade Bland - 1912 - 120 oldal
...Copyright by Whitaker & Ray-Wiggin Co. Permission of author.) THE DEATH BED. We watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing, soft and low, As...about, As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. Our very hopes belied our fears, Our fears our hopes belied ; We thought her dying when... | |
![](https://books.google.hu/books/content?id=64MBAAAAYAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1912 - 502 oldal
...gone ; and forever ! Sir W. Scott CCLXXIX THE DEATH BED We watch'd her breathing thro' the night, *5 Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. So silently we seem'd to speak, So slowly moved about, As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. Our... | |
![](https://books.google.hu/books/content?id=qK1LAAAAIAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | William Stebbing - 1913 - 448 oldal
...everyday life. How dainty is the pathos employed on a common death-bed l We watch' d her breathing thro' the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast...wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. So silently we seem'd to speak, So slowly moved about, As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. Our... | |
![](https://books.google.hu/books/content?id=NrEXAAAAIAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | Arthur Quiller-Couch - 1913 - 1048 oldal
...time of roses — We pluck'd them as we pass'd ! f2. The "Death-bed WE watch'd her breathing thro' the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast...wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. So silently we seem'd to speak, So slowly moved about, As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. Our... | |
![](https://books.google.hu/books/content?id=H1sLAAAAIAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | Arthur Quiller-Couch - 1913 - 1048 oldal
...was the time of roses — THOMAS HOOD f2. The Death-bed YV/E watch'd her breathing thro' the night, W Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. So silently we seem'd to speak, So slowly moved about, As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. Our... | |
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