 Where the lamps quiver So far in the river, With many a light From window and casement, From garret to basement, She stood with amazement, Houseless by night. The bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver; But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing...  The Pioneer Preacher, Or, Rifle, Axe, and Saddle-bags, and Other Lectures - Pàgina 144per William Henry Milburn - 1858 - 309 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Emma Sheppard - 1809 - 104 pàgines
...Houseless by night. The bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver ; But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing river: Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery Swift to be hurl'd— Anywhere, anywhere Out of the world ! In she plunged boldly No matter how coldly The rough... | |
 | 1853 - 1142 pàgines
...by misery and by guilt. When life can but perpetuate bitter memories, the wretched rush from it, " Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery, Swift to be hurled, Any where, any where, Cut of the world." * And not alone the desolate and broken hearted. But those... | |
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...Houseless by night 1 " The bleak winds of March Made her tremble and shiver, But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing river ; Mad from life's history...hurled — Anywhere — anywhere Out of the world!" Is not that brief expression " anywhere, anywhere, out of the world," the consummation of human despair... | |
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...that moment — " The bleak winds of March Hade her tremble and shiver ; But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing river. Mad from Life's history, Glad to Death's mystery Swift to be hurled, Auywhere ! anywhere out of the world!" I got up from my seat, I walked slowly but unwaveringly towards... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1845 - 442 pàgines
...Houseless by night. The bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver ; But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing river : Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery, Swift to be hurl'd— Anywhere, anywhere Out of the world ! In she plunged boldly, No matter how coldly The rough... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1845 - 434 pàgines
...Houseless by night. The bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver ; But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing river : Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery, Swift to be hurl'd— Anywhere, anywhere Out of the world ! In she plunged boldly, No matter how coldly The rough... | |
 | 1845 - 656 pàgines
...fall; now hurrying God knows whither — perhaps to her garrethome— perhaps, wanting that, to the River — '' Mad from life's history* Glad to death's mystery Swift to be hurled — Any where — any where Out of the world I " As the thought crossed my mind, I turned shuddering,... | |
 | Henry Clapp - 1846 - 228 pàgines
...Houseless, by night. The bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver; But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing river: Mad from life's history,...In she plunged boldly,— No matter how coldly The rough river ran,— Over the brink of it: Picture it, think of it, Dissolute man ! Lave in it, drink... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1846 - 672 pàgines
...Houseless by night. The bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver ; But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing river : Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery, Swift to be hurl'd— Anywhere, anywhere Out of the world ! In she plunged boldly, No matter how coldly The rough... | |
 | 1846 - 308 pàgines
...Houseless by night. The bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver ; But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing river : Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery, Swift to be hurl'd — Any where, any where, Out of the world ! In she plunged boldly, No matter how coldly The... | |
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