 | Mrs. Hemans - 1826 - 528 pages
...the crimson glow That steeps the woods when the sun is low, The voice of the night-bird that sends a thrill To the heart of the leaves when the winds are still— I hear them !—around me they rise, they swell, They claim back my spirit with Hope to dwell, They... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1826 - 502 pages
...the crimson glow That steeps the woods when the sun is low, The voice of the night-bird that sends a thrill To the heart of the leaves when the winds are still— I hear them !—around me they rise, they swell, They claim back my spirit with Hope to dwell, They... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1826 - 502 pages
...the crimson glow That steeps the woods when the sun is low, The voice of the night-bird that sends a thrill To the heart of the leaves when the winds are still— I hear them !—around me they rise, they swell, They claim back my spirit with Hope to dwell, They... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 228 pages
...the crimson glow That steeps the woods when the sun is low, The voice of the night-bird that sends a thrill To the heart of the leaves when the winds are still—• I hear them!—around me they rise, they swell, They claim back my spirit with Hope to dwell, They... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 342 pages
...thro' the crimson glowThat steeps the wood when the sun is low, The voice of the night-bird that sends a thrill To the heart of the leaves when the winds are still— I hear them !—around me they rise, they swell, They call back my spirit with Hope to dwell, They... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1831 - 510 pages
...the crimson glow That steeps the woods when the sun is low, The voice of the night-bird that sends a thrill To the heart of the leaves when the winds are still— I hear them!—around me they rise, they swell, They claim back my spirit with Hope to dwell, They... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans, Reginald Heber - 1833 - 526 pages
...the crimson glow That steeps the woods when the sun is low, The voice of the night-bird that sends a thrill To the heart of the leaves when the winds are still— I hear them!—around me they rise, they swell, They claim back my spirit with Hope to dwell, They... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1840 - 350 pages
...through the crimson glow That steeps the wood when the sun is low, The voice of the night-bird that sends a thrill To the heart of the leaves when the winds are still— I hear them ! — around me they rise, they swell, They call back my spirit with Hope to dwell —... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1842 - 336 pages
...through the crimson glow That steeps the wood when the sun is low, The voice of the night-bird that sends a thrill To the heart of the leaves when the winds are still— I hear them !—around me they rise, they swell, They call back my spirit with Hope to dwell— They... | |
 | Frederick A. Moore - 1850 - 330 pages
...wings flitting through the far crimson glow, j Which stcepeth the trees, when the day-god is low; j The voice of the night-bird must here send a thrill...graves do I hear them — they rise and they swell, j Ay, call back my spirit with seraphs to dwell; > They come with a breath from the fresh spring time,... | |
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the trees, when the day-god is low; The voice of the night-bird must here send a thrill To the heart of the leaves, when the winds are still. 'Mid graves do I hear them — they rise and they swell, 
