 | Ferdinand Earle - 1912 - 340 psl.
...and with the smell, — > I know not how such things can be ! — I breathed my soul back into me. Ah ! Up then from the ground sprang I And hailed the...arms on high; I laughed and laughed into the sky, Till at my throat a strangling sob Caught fiercely, and a great heart-throb Sent instant tears into... | |
 | Jessie Belle Rittenhouse - 1913 - 252 psl.
...orchard-breath, and with the smell, — I know not how such things can be! — I breathed my soul back into me. Ah! Up then from the ground sprang I And hailed the...arms on high; I laughed and laughed into the sky, Till at my throat a strangling sob Caught fiercely, and a great heart-throb Sent instant tears into... | |
 | Jessie Belle Rittenhouse - 1913 - 238 psl.
...orchard-breath, and with the smell, — I know not how such things can be! — I breathed my soul back into me. Ah! Up then from the ground sprang I And hailed the earth with such a cry As is not heard save from ajnan Who has been dead, and lives again. About the trees my arms I wound; Like one gone mad I hugged... | |
 | Lorettus Sutton Metcalf, Walter Hines Page, Joseph Mayer Rice, Frederic Taber Cooper, Arthur Hooley, George Henry Payne, Henry Goddard Leach, D. G. Redmond - 1913 - 782 psl.
...and with the smell,— I know not how such things can be! — I breathed my soul back into me. « * * I raised my quivering arms on high; I laughed and laughed into the sky, Till at my throat a strangling sob Caught fiercely, and a great heart-throb Sent instant tears into... | |
 | Edna St. Vincent Millay - 1917 - 88 psl.
...orchard-breath, and with the smell,— I know not how such things can be!— I breathed my soul back into me. Ah! Up then from the ground sprang I And hailed the...save from a man Who has been dead, and lives again. 12 About the trees my arms I wound; Like one gone mad I hugged the ground; I raised my quivering arms... | |
 | Marguerite Wilkinson - 1919 - 478 psl.
...As is not heard save from a man Who has been dead, and lives again. About the trees my arms I wound; I raised my quivering arms on high; I laughed and laughed into the sky, Till at my throat a strangling sob Caught fiercely, and a great heart-throb Sent instant tears into... | |
 | Edna St. Vincent Millay - 1921 - 82 psl.
...orchard-breath, and with the smell, — I know not how such things can be! — I breathed my soul back into me. Ah! Up then from the ground sprang I And hailed the...arms on high; I laughed and laughed into the sky, Till at my throat a strangling sob Caught fiercely, and a great heart-throb Sent instant tears into... | |
 | Louis Untermeyer - 1921 - 462 psl.
...orchard-breath, and with the smell, — I know not how such things can be! — 1. breathed my soul back into me. Ah! Up then from the ground sprang I And hailed the...arms on high; I laughed and laughed into the sky, Till at my throat a strangling sob Caught fiercely, and a great heart-throb Sent instant tears into... | |
 | Louis Untermeyer - 1921 - 466 psl.
...orchard-breath, and with the smell, — I know not how such things can be! — I breathed my soul back into me. Ah! Up then from the ground sprang I And hailed the...arms I wound ; Like one gone mad I hugged the ground ; 380 I raised my quivering arms on high; I laughed and laughed into the sky, Till at my throat a strangling... | |
 | Louis Untermeyer - 1921 - 470 psl.
...dead, and lives again. About the trees my arms I wound ; Like one gone mad I hugged the ground; 380 I raised my quivering arms on high; I laughed and laughed into the sky, Till at my throat a strangling sob Caught fiercely, and a great heart-throb Sent instant tears into... | |
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About the trees my arms I wound; Like one gone mad I hugged the ground; I raised my quivering arms on high; I laughed and laughed into the sky... 
