 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1863 - 310 стор.
...the hill, Wrapped in silence so deep and still That he could hear, like a sentinel's tread, •• The watchful night-wind, as it went Creeping along...river widens to meet the bay, — A line of black that bends and floats On the rising tide, like a bridge of boats. Meanwhile, impatient to mount and ride,... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 528 стор.
...seeming to whisper, " All is well ! " A moment only he feels the spell" Of the place and the hour, the secret dread Of the lonely belfry and the dead...widens to meet the bay, — A line of black, that bends and floats On the rising tide, like a bridge of boats. Meanwhile, impatient to mount and ride,... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 530 стор.
...And seeming to whisper, " All is well ! " A moment only he feels the spell Of the place and the hour, the secret dread Of the lonely belfry and the dead...far away, Where the river widens to meet the bay, — i A line of black, that bends and floats On the rising tide, like a bridge of boats. ? Meanwhile,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1864 - 712 стор.
...night-encampment on the hill, Wrapped in silence so deep and still That he could hear, like a sentinel's tread, The watchful night-wind, as it went Creeping along...river widens to meet the bay, — A line of black that bends and floats On the rising tide, like a bridge of boats. Meanwhile, impatient to mount and ride,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1864 - 254 стор.
...night-encampment on the hill, Wrapped in silence so deep and still That he could hear, like a sentinel's tread, The watchful night-wind, as it went Creeping along...whisper, " All is well ! " A moment only he feels the spjll Of the place and the hour, and the secret dread Of the lonely belfry and the dead ; For suddenly... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1864 - 232 стор.
...night-encampment on the hill, Wrapped in silence so deep and still That he could hear, like a sentinel's tread, The watchful night-wind, as it went Creeping along...seeming to whisper, " All is well ! " A moment only lie feels the spell Of the place and the hour, and the secret dread Of the lonely belfry and the dead... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1865 - 388 стор.
...night-encampment on the hill. Wrapped in silence so deep and still That he could hear, like a sentinel tread, The watchful night-wind, as it went Creeping along...he feels the spell Of the place and the hour, and thi secret dread Of the lonely belfry and the dead ; For suddenly all his thoughts were bent On a shadowy... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1867 - 144 стор.
...roofs of the town, And the moonlight flowing over all. That he could hear, like a sentinel's tread, The watchful night-wind, as it went Creeping along...place and the hour, and the secret dread Of the lonely helfry and the dead; For suddenly all his thoughts are hent On a shadowy something far away, Where... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 372 стор.
...And seeming to whisper, " All is well ! " A moment only he feels the spell Of the place and the hour, the secret dread Of the lonely belfry and the dead...widens to meet the bay, — A line of black, that bends and floats On the rising tide, like a bridge of boats. 7. Meanwhile, impatient to mount and ride,... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 374 стор.
...encampment on the hill, Wrapped in silence so deep and still That he could hear, like a sentinel's tread, ' The watchful night-wind, as it went Creeping along...only he feels the spell Of the place and the hour, the secret dread Of the lonely belfry and the dead ; For suddenly all his thoughts are bent On a shadowy... | |
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All is well !" A moment only he feels the spell Of the place and the hour, and the secret dread Of the lonely belfry and the dead; For suddenly all his thoughts are bent On a shadowy something far away, Where the river widens to meet the bay, — A line... 
