 | United States - 1842 - 650 pages
...closed her mild blue eyes, Under that tower she lies ; Ne'er shall the sun arise On such another ! " Still grew my bosom then, Still as a stagnant fen ! Hateful to me were men, The sun-light hateful ! In the vast forest here, Clad in my warlike gear, Fell I upon my spear, 0, death was grateful ! "... | |
 | United States - 1842 - 620 pages
...closed her mild blue eyes, Under that tower she lies ; Ne'er shall the sun arise On such another ! " Still grew my bosom then, Still as a stagnant fen ! Hateful to me were men, The sun-light hateful ! In the vast forest here, Clad in my warlike gear, Fell I upon my spear, 0, death was grateful ! "... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - Literary Criticism - 1842 - 144 pages
...closed her mild blue eyes, Under that tower she lies ; Ne'er shall the sun arise On such another ! " Still grew my bosom then, Still as a stagnant fen ! Hateful to me were men, The sun-light hateful ! In the vast forest here, Clad in my warlike gear, Fell I upon my spear, O, death was grateful ! "... | |
 | Daniel Kimball Whitaker, Milton Clapp, William Gilmore Simms, James Henley Thornwell - American periodicals - 1842 - 578 pages
...closed her mild blue eyes, Under that tower she liee ; Ne'er shall the sun arise On such another 1 Still grew my bosom then, Still as a stagnant fen ! Hateful to me were men, The sun-light hateful ! In the vast forest here, Clad in my warlike gear, Fell 1 upon my spear, O, death was grateful ! Thus,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - American poetry - 1843 - 570 pages
...closed her mild blue eyes, Under that tower she lies ; Ne'er shall the sun arise On such another ! " Still grew my bosom then, Still as a stagnant fen ! Hateful to me were men, The sun-light hateful ! In the vast forest here, Clad in my warlike gear, Fell I upon my spear, O, death was grateful ! "... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 462 pages
...closed her mild blue eyes, Under that tower she lies ; Ne'er shall the sun arise On such another ! " Still grew my bosom then, Still as a stagnant fen ! Hateful to me were men, The sun-light hateful ! In the vast forest here, Clad in my warlike gear, Fell I upon my spear, " Thus, seamed with many... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 500 pages
...closed her mild blue eyes, Under that tower she lies ; Ne'er shall the sun arise On such another ! " Still grew my bosom then, Still as a stagnant fen ! Hateful to me were men, The sun-light hateful ! In the vast forest here, Clad in my warlike gear,. Fell I upon my spear, O, death was grateful !... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1851 - 596 pages
...closed her mild blue eyes, Under that tower she lies ; Ne'er shall the sun arise On such another ! Still grew my bosom then, Still as a stagnant fen ! Hateful to me were men, The sunlight hateful ! In the vast forest here, Clad in my warlike gear, Fell I upon my spear, Oh, death was grateful !... | |
 | Charles Timothy Brooks - America - 1851 - 112 pages
...closed her mild blue eyes; Under that tower she lies ; Jfc'er shall the sun arise On such another ! " Still grew my bosom then, Still as a stagnant fen ! Hateful to me were men. The sun-light hateful ! In the vast forest here, Clad in my warlike gear, Fell I upon my spear, — O, death was grateful... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - American poetry - 1852 - 256 pages
...closed her mild blue eyes, Under that tower she lies ; Xe'er shall the sun arise On such another. " Still grew my bosom then, Still as a stagnant fen ! Hateful to me were men, The sun-light hateful ! In the vast forest here, Clad in my warlike gear, Fell I upon my spear, O, death was grateful ! "... | |
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There lived we many years; Time dried the maiden's tears; She had forgot her fears, She was a mother; Death closed her mild blue eyes, Under that tower she lies; Ne'er shall the sun arise On such another! 
