| Class-book - 1869 - 344 стор.
...falling, Solemnly and slow; Caw ! caw ! the rooks are calling; It is a sound of woe ! A sound of woe ! 3. Through woods and mountain passes, The winds, like...Singing : ' Pray for this poor soul ; Pray— pray I' And the hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their beads in drops of rain, And patter their doleful... | |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1870 - 642 стор.
...falling, Solemnly and slow ; Caw ! caw ! the rooks are calling, It is a sound of woe, A sound of woe ! Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like...— But their prayers are all in vain, All in vain ! There he stands in the foul weather, The foolish, fond Old Year, Crowned with wild flowers and with... | |
| Oliver Optic - 1870 - 974 стор.
...died in prison far away." " A chieftain, to the Highlands bound, Cries, ' Boatman, do not tarry.' " " The hooded clouds, like friars. Tell their beads in drops of rain." " And never shall in friendly grasp The hand of such as Marmion clasp." " On her poor withered bosom, half... | |
| 1871 - 314 стор.
...— sorely ! The leaves are falling, falling, Solemnly and slow ; Caw ! caw ! the rooks are calling, Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like...— But their prayers are all in vain, All in vain ! There he stands in the foul weather, The foolish, fond Old Year, Crowned with wild flowers and with... | |
| Miriam Coles Harris - 1871 - 492 стор.
...Laura, in a low voice, as, very pale, she hurried from the room. CHAPTER XII. THE BAIN IS ON THE KOOF. " And the hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their beads...But their prayers are all in vain — All in vain." LONGFELLOW. "THERE'S something to help you through this rainy day, my wench," said Ralph, with unprecedented... | |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1872 - 730 стор.
...rooks are calling, It is a sound of woe, A sound of woe ! Through woods and mountain passes The°winds, like anthems, roll ; They are chanting solemn masses, Singing, " Pray for this poor soul', Pray,—Pray!" And the hooded clonds, like friars, Tell their beads- in drops of rain, And patter their... | |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1873 - 324 стор.
...a sound of woe, A sound of woe ! Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like anthems, roll ; And the hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their beads...prayers ; But their prayers are all in vain, All in vain ! There he stands in the foul weather, The foolish, fond Old Year, Crowned with wild-flowers and with... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1873 - 730 стор.
...Pray for this poor soul, Pray,— pray ! The hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their heads in drop:! of rain, And patter their doleful prayers ; — But their prayers are all in vain, All 'v. vain ! There he stands, in the foul weather, The foolish, fond Old Year, Crown'd with wild flowers... | |
| Henry Major - 1873 - 588 стор.
...Thty stood their king around." " Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like anthems, roll ; And the hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their beads in drops of rain." The foregoing remarks have been limited to Simple sentences, or those containing only finite verbs.... | |
| 1874 - 1002 стор.
...was no signs of an end to the road — not a suggestion of a hotel. It grows darker and still darker. "The hooded clouds, like friars, tell their beads in drops of rain," and at last it lightens, thunders, the wind blows in gusts, it rains in torrents, the mountains are completely... | |
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