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" On the river's broad expanse ! Deep and still, that gliding stream Beautiful to thee must seem, As the river of a dream. Then why pause with indecision, When bright angels in thy vision Beckon thee to fields Elysian... "
The Christian Family Annual - Страница 248
1843
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The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Том 33

468 страница
...Then why pause with indecision, When bright angels, in thy vision, Beckon thee to fields Elysian ? Seest thou shadows sailing by, As the dove with startled eye, Sees the falcon's shadow fly ? Hearest thon voices on the shore, That our ears perceive no more, Deafened by the cataract's roar ? 0, thou...
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Ballads and Other Poems

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1842 - 148 страница
...dream. Then why pause with indecision, When bright angels in thy vision Beckon thee to fields Elysian ? Seest thou shadows sailing by, As the dove, with startled...and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. Childhood is the bough, where slumbered...
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Ballads and Other Poems

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1842 - 144 страница
...dream. Then why pause with indecision, When bright angels in thy vision Beckon thee to fields Elysian ? Seest thou shadows sailing by, As the dove, with startled...— Life hath snares ! « Care and age come unawares ! 1 4 Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. % •...
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The Southern literary messenger, Том 8

1842 - 818 страница
...on Beckon thec lo fields Elysian Srest tbou shadows sailing by As the dove, with startled eye See* the falcon's shadow fly ? Hearest thou voices on the...ears perceive no more, Deafened by the cataract's mat 7 0, thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Life hath snares ! Can- and age come...
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The Poets and Poetry of America: With an Historical Introduction

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 страница
...dream. Then, why pause with indecision, When bright angels in thy vision Beckon thee to fields Elysian ? Seest thou shadows sailing by, As the dove, with startled eye, Sees the faleon's shadow fly ? Hearest thou voices on the shore, That our ears pereeive no more, Deafen'd by...
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Voices of the Night

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1843 - 570 страница
...dream. Then why pause with indecision, When bright angels in thy vision Beckon thee to fields Elysian ? Seest thou shadows sailing by, As the dove, with startled...and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June. Childhood is the bough, where slumbered...
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The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 558 страница
...dream. Then, why pause with indecision, When bright angels in thy vision Beckon thee to fields Elysian ? Seest thou shadows sailing by, As the dove, with startled...voices on the shore, That our ears perceive no more, Deafen'd by the cataract's roar 1 O, thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Life hath...
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The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 538 страница
...thou voices on the shore, That our ears perceive no more, Deafen'd by the cataract's roar ? 0, thon child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands, — Life hath snares ! Care and age come nnawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises into noon, May glides onward into June....
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Voices of the True-hearted

1846 - 302 страница
...dream. Then, why pause with indecision, When bright angels in thy vision Beckon thee to fields Elysian ? Seest thou shadows sailing by, As the dove, with startled...voices on the shore, That our ears perceive no more, Deafen'd by the cataract's roar ? O, thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands — Life hath...
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Voices of the True-hearted

1846 - 308 страница
...the falcon's shadow fly ? Hearest thou voices on the shore, That our ears perceive no more, Deafen'd by the cataract's roar ? O, thou child of many prayers ! Life hath quicksands — Lite hath snares ! Care and age come unawares ! Like the swell of some sweet tune, Morning rises...
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