 | Literature - 1849 - 648 pages
...leave it still unsaid in part, Or say it in too great excess. The very tones in which he spake Had something strange, I could but mark ; The leaves of...The flames would leap, and then expire. And as their splendor flashed and failed, We thought of wrecks upon the main— Of ships dismasted, that were hailed,... | |
 | 1848 - 808 pages
...leave it still unsaid in pnrt, Or say it in too great excess. The very tones in which we spake Had something strange, I could but mark ; The leaves of...make A mournful rustling in the dark. Oft died the wurde upon our lip?, As suddenly, from out the fire Built of the wreck of stranded ship«, The flame«... | |
 | William Henry Channing - Christian sociology - 1850 - 706 pages
...leaves it still unsaid in part, Or say it in too great excess. The very tones in which, we spoke Had something strange, I could but mark; The leaves of...The flames would leap, and then expire. And as their splendor flashed and failed, We thought of wrecks upon the main,— Of ships dismasted, that were hailed,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - American poetry - 1850 - 476 pages
...slight swerving of the heart, That words are powerless to express, The very tones in which we spake Had something strange, I could but mark ; The leaves of...The flames would leap and then expire. And, as their splendor flashed and failed, We thought of wrecks upon the main, — Of ships dismasted, that were... | |
 | John Critchley Prince - English poetry - 1851 - 302 pages
...interested in Philip's welfare, and as they conversed of him in their little parlour, at twilight, " The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark."* In about four months they received a letter, and knowing the superscription, oh! how joyfully they... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - American poetry - 1852 - 256 pages
...part, Or say it in too great excess. The very tones iu which we spake Had something strange, I eould but mark ; The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful...words upon our lips, As suddenly, from out the fire Uuilt of the wreck of stranded ships, The flames would leap and then expire. And, as their splendour... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1853 - 470 pages
...leave it still unsaid in part, Or say it in too great excess. The very tones in which we spake Had something strange, I could but mark ; The leaves of...The flames would leap and then expire. And, as their splendor flashed and failed, We thought of wrecks upon the main, — Of ships dismasted, that were... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - Literary Criticism - 1853 - 234 pages
...leave it still unsaid in part, Or say it in too great excess. The very tones in which we spake Had something strange, I could but mark ; The leaves of...lips, As suddenly, from out the fire Built of the wrecks of stranded ships, The flames would leap and then expire. And, as their splendor flashed and... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - Literary Criticism - 1853 - 228 pages
...leave it still unsaid in part, Or say it in too great excess. The very tones in which we spake Had something strange, I could but mark ; The leaves of...lips, As suddenly, from out the fire Built of the wrecks of stranded ships, The flames would leap and then expire. « And, as their splendor flashed... | |
 | Book - 1854 - 496 pages
...leave it still unsaid in part, Or say it in too great excess. The very tones in which we spake Had something strange, I could but mark ; The leaves of...would leap, and then expire. And, as their splendour flash'd and fail'd, We thought of wrecks upon the main, — Of ships dismasted, that were hail'd, And... | |
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The very tones in which we spake Had something strange, I could but mark ; The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark. 
