 HER hands were clasp'd, her dark eyes raised, The breeze threw back her hair; Up to the fearful wheel she gazed — All that she loved was there. The night was round her clear and cold, The holy heaven above, Its pale stars watching to behold The might...  Records of Woman, with Other Poems - 56 psl.autoriai: Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 320 psl.Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | Jonathan Barber - 1836 - 404 psl.
...entitled " Gertrude Von der Wart, or fidelity unto Death." Her hands were clasped, her dark eyes raised, The breeze threw back her hair; Up to the fearful wheel she gazed, All that she loved was there. The night was round her, clear and cold, The holy heaven above... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1837 - 492 psl.
...o'er us ; But nothing, till that latest agony Which severs thee from nature, shall unloose This fixed and sacred hold. In thy dark prison-house, In the...Joanna Baillie. HER hands were clasp'd, her dark eyes raised, The breeze threw back her hair; Up to the fearful wheel she gazed — All that she loved was... | |
 | Robert Walsh - 1888 - 576 psl.
...o'er us; But nothing, till that latest agony Which severs thee from nature, shall unloose This fix'd and sacred hold. In thy dark prison-house; In the...scaffold, if it needs must be, I never will forsake tliee. •' Dt Man. (looking at her with admiration.} Heav'n bless thy gen'rous soul, my noble Jane!... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1837 - 416 psl.
...nothing, till that late-t agony Which severs thee from nature, shall unloose This fixed and sacred ho1d. In thy dark prison-house, In the terrific face of...it needs must be, I never will forsake thee. Joanna Bail1ie. HER hands were clasp'd, her dark eyes raised, The breeze threw back her hair; Up to the fearful... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1837 - 426 psl.
...us ; But nothing, till that lat '.-t ag my Which severs thee from nature, shall unloose This fixed and sacred hold. In thy dark prison-house, In the terrific face of arim-d law, Yea, on the scaffold, if it needs must be, I never will forsake thee. Joanna BaUlie. HER... | |
 | John Aikin, John Frost - 1838 - 752 psl.
...thee from nature, shall unloose This fix'd and sacred hold. In thy dark prisonhouse ; In the terriffic thec. De Man. (looking at her with admiration.) Heaven bless thy generous soul, my noble Jane ! I thought... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1839 - 452 psl.
...o'er us; But nothing, till that latest agony Which severs thee from nature, shall unloose This fixed and sacred hold. In thy dark prison-house, In the...will forsake thee. Joanna Baillie. HER hands were clasped, her dark eyes raised, The breeze threw back her hair; Up to the fearful wheel she gazed —... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Hemans - 1840 - 342 psl.
...o'er us ; But nothing, till that latest agony Which severs thee from nature, shall unloose This fix'd and sacred hold. In thy dark prison-house, In the...scaffold, if it needs must be, I never will forsake thee." JOAHKA B.ur i IE, HER hands were clasp'd, her dark eyes raised, The breeze threw back her hair ; Up... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1840 - 344 psl.
...unloose This fix'd and sacred hold. In thy dark prison-house, In the terrific face of armed law, Yes, on the scaffold, if it needs must be, I never will...Joanna Baillie. HER hands were clasp'd, her dark eyes raised, The breeze threw back her hair ; Up to the fearful wheel she gazed — All that she loved was... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1840 - 350 psl.
...o'er us; But nothing, till that latest agony Which severs thee from nature, shall unloose This fh'd and sacred hold. In thy dark prison-house, In the terrific face of armed law, Yes, on the scaffold, if it needs must be, I never will forsake thee. Joanna BaiUie. HER hands were... | |
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