 | 1875 - 350 páginas
...gathered Hope and heart on life's dark way, lly its faithful promise shining Clearer day by day. ***** I have known a word more gentle Than the breath of...listening heart it nestled, And it lived for ever there. Kot the beating of its prison Stirred it ever, night or day ; Only with the heart's last throbbing... | |
 | 1863 - 334 páginas
...across it, And its deepest depths were stirred, Never, never more to slumber, Only by a word. I Lave known a word more gentle Than the breath of summer air— In a listening heart it nestled, A nd it lived for ever there. Not the beating of its prison Stirred it ever, night or day; Only with... | |
 | Adelaide Anne Procter - 1858 - 280 páginas
...swept across it, And its deepest depths were stirred, (Never, never more to slumber,) Only by a word. I have known a word more gentle Than the breath of...listening heart it nestled, And it lived for ever there. Only with the heart's last throbbing Could it fade away. Words are mighty, words are living : Serpents... | |
 | 1858 - 1246 páginas
...swept across it, And its deepest depths were stirr'd Never, never more to slumber, Only by a word. I have known a word more gentle Than the breath of...listening heart it nestled, And it lived for ever there. Not the beating of iu prison Stirr'd it ever, night or day : Only with the heart's last throbbing Could... | |
 | Hymns - 1861 - 464 páginas
...swept across it, And its deepest depths were stirred ; Never, never more to slumber, Only by a word. I have known a word more gentle Than the breath of...listening heart it nestled ; And it lived for ever there. Not the beating of its prison Stirred it ever, night or day ; Only with the heart's last throbbing... | |
 | 1863 - 592 páginas
...It may sooth the sorrow that sighs for sympathy, and heal the wound which recent death has made. " I have known a word more gentle Than the breath of...listening heart it nestled, And it lived for ever there. Not the beating of its prison Stirred it ever, night or day ; Only with the heart's lost throbbing... | |
 | Adelaide Anne Procter - 1863 - 428 páginas
...swept across it, And its deepest depths were stirred, (Never, never more to slumber,) Only by a word. I have known a word more gentle Than the breath of...air ; In a listening heart it nestled, And it lived forever there. Not the beating of its prison Stirred it ever, night or day ; Only with the heart's... | |
 | 1864 - 226 páginas
...swept across it, And its deepest depths were stirred, Never, never more to slumber, Only by a word. I have known a word more gentle Than the breath of...listening heart it nestled, And it lived for ever there. Not the beating of its prison Stirred it ever night or day ; Only with the heart's last throbbing Could... | |
 | Helen E. Brown - 1865 - 218 páginas
...swept across it, And its deepest depths are stirred, Never, never more to slumber, — Only by a word. I have known a word more gentle Than the breath of...listening heart it nestled, And it lived for ever there. Not the beating of its prison Stirred it every night and day ; Only with the heart's last throbbing... | |
 | 1866 - 344 páginas
...across it, And its deepest depths were stirred — Never, never more to slumber — Only by a word. I have known a word more gentle Than the breath of...air : In a listening heart it nestled, And it lived forever there. Not the beating of its prison Stirred it ever, night or day : Only with the heart's... | |
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And it lived for ever there. Not the beating of its prison Stirred it ever, night or day ; Only with the heart's last throbbing Could it fade away. 
