 But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. Fast silent tears were flowing, When something stood behind, — A hand was on my shoulder, I knew its touch was kind : It drew me nearer — nearer, — We did not speak one word, For...  Robert Merry's Museum - Pàgina 1211851Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | 1904 - 542 pàgines
...listened for a footfall, I listened for a word, — But the beating of my own heart Was all the spund I heard. . He came not, — no, he came not, — The...one by one, Each on his golden throne; The evening wind passed by my cheek, The leaves above were stirred, — But the beating of my own heart Was all... | |
 | 1904 - 464 pàgines
...listened for his footfall, I listened for his word, Still the bumping of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. He came not, no he came not, The night came on alone; And thinking he had tricked me, The evening air passed by my cheek, The leaves above were stirred,... | |
 | 1905 - 736 pàgines
...listened for a footfall, I listened for a word, — But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. He came not, — no, he came not, — The night...evening air passed by my cheek, The leaves above were stirr'd, — But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. Fast silent tears were flowing,... | |
 | Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig - 1905 - 346 pàgines
...listen'd for a footfall, I listen'd for a word, — But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. He came not, — no, he came not, — The night...by one, Each on his golden throne ; The evening air pass'd by my cheek, The leaves above were stirr'd, — But the beating of my own heart, Was all the... | |
 | Henry Van Dyke - 1905 - 354 pàgines
...a footfall, I listen'd for a word,— But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. 16 He came not,— no, he came not, — The night came...by one, Each on his golden throne; The evening air pass'd by my cheek, The leaves above were stirr'd,— But the beating of my own heart, Was all the... | |
 | Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig - 1907 - 348 pàgines
...listen'd for a word,— But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. 16 He came not,—no, he came not,— The night came on alone, The little...by one, Each on his golden throne; The evening air pass'd by my cheek, The leaves above were stirr'd,— But the beating of my own heart, Was all the... | |
 | 1905 - 494 pàgines
...listen'd for a foot fall, I listen'd for a word. — But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. He came not, — no, he came not, — The night...alone, — The little stars sat, one by one, Each in his golden throne; The evening air pass'd by my cheek, The leaves above were stirrM, — But the... | |
 | Joe Mitchell Chapple - 1905 - 504 pàgines
...listened for a footfall, 1 listened for a word, — But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound 1 heard. He came not, — no, he came not, — The night...alone, — The little stars sat, one by one, Each in his golden throne; The evening air pass'd by my cheek, The leaves above were stirr'd, — But the... | |
 | Francis Fisher Browne - 1906 - 548 pàgines
...feel afraid ; For I listen'd for a footfall, I listen'd for a word — But the beating of my own heart He came not — no, he came not — The night came...one by one, Each on his golden throne ; The evening wind pass'd by my cheek, The leaves above were stirr'd — But the beating of my own heart Was all... | |
 | 1907 - 252 pàgines
...listened for a footfall, I listened for a word, — But the" beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. He came not, — no, he came not, The night...stars sat, one by one, Each on his golden throne; '74 The evening wind passed by my cheek, The leaves above were stirred, — But the beating of my own... | |
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