 | 1879 - 334 páginas
...villages with strange alarms. Ah I what a sound will rise, how wild and dreary, When the death-angel touches those swift keys.' What loud lament and dismal...groan, Which, through the ages that have gone before tH In long reverberations reach our own. If it, O man, with such discordant noises With such accursed... | |
 | Choice poems - 1879 - 206 páginas
...wild and dreary, When the death-angel touches those swift keys ! What loud lament and dismal Miserere1 Will mingle with their awful symphonies ! ' I hear...ages that have gone before us, In long reverberations 3 reach our own. The tumult of each sacked and burning village ; The shout that every prayer for mercy... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1879 - 562 páginas
...touches those swift keys ! What loud lament and dismal Miserere Will mingle with their awful symphoI hear even now the infinite fierce chorus, The cries...In long reverberations reach our own. On helm and harness rings th« Saxon hammer, Through Cimbric forest roars the Norseman's song, 78 NUREMBERG. And... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1880 - 328 páginas
...villages with strange alarms. Ah ! what a sound will rise, how wild and dreary, When the death-angel touches those swift keys ! What loud lament and dismal...In long reverberations reach our own. On helm and harness rings the Saxon hammer, Through Cimbric forest roars the Norseman's song And loud, amid the... | |
 | Henry Cabot Lodge - 1880 - 408 páginas
...alarms. Ah! what a sound will rise, how wild and dreary, When the death- angel touches those swift key si What loud lament and dismal Miserere Will mingle with...In long reverberations reach our own. On helm and harness rings the Saxon hammer, Through Cimbric forest roars the Norseman's song, And loud, amid the... | |
 | William Henry Withrow - 1880 - 264 páginas
...freedom, how faint has seemed the echo of the angel's song, " Peace on earth, good will to men." " I hear even now the infinite fierce chorus, The cries...gone before us, In long reverberations reach our own. '• Is it, 0 man with such discordant noises, With such accursed instruments as these, Thou drownest... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1880 - 584 páginas
...villages with strange alarms. Ah ! what a sound will rise, how wild and dreary, When the death-angel touches those swift keys ! What loud lament and dismal Miserere Will mingle with their awful symphonies ! hear even now the infinite fierce chorus, The cries of agony, the endless groan, Which, through the... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - 1138 páginas
...villages with strange alarme. Ah! what a sound will rise — how wild and dreary — When the death-angel g h w a b c P [ \ ] ^ m n harness rings the Saxon hammer, Through Cimbric forest roars the Norseman's song, And loud, amid the... | |
 | Austin Barclay Fletcher - 1881 - 498 páginas
...villagers with strange alarms. Ah, what a sound will rise, how wild and dreary, When the Death-Angel touches those swift keys ! What loud lament and dismal...Miserere Will mingle with their awful symphonies I , I hear, even now, the infinite fierce chorus, The cries of agony, the endless groan, Which, through... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1914 - 734 páginas
...villages with strange alarms. Ah ! what a sound will rise, how wild and dreary, When the death-angel touches those swift keys ! What loud lament and dismal...In long reverberations reach our own. On helm and harness rings the Saxon hammer, Through Cimbric forest roars the Norseman's song, And loud, amid the... | |
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THIS is the Arsenal. From floor to ceiling, Like a huge organ, rise the burnished arms ; But from their silent pipes no anthem pealing Startles the villages with strange alarms. Ah ! what a sound will rise, how wild and dreary, When the death-angel touches... 
