 | Fashion - 422 pages
...one, each on his golden throne. The evening air pass'd by my cheek, the leaves above were stirred, But the beating of my own heart was all the sound I heard. Fast silent tears were flowing — when something stood behind — A hand was on my shoulder — I... | |
 | Baroness Rosina Bulwer Lytton Lytton - 1839 - 296 pages
...aware of it till a servant met him, and told him that Mr. Spoonbill was in the library. CHAPTER XII. " The night came on alone, The little stars sat one...by one, Each on his golden throne ; The evening air pass'd by my cheek, The leaves above were stirr'd, But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound... | |
 | New York (N.Y.) - 1840 - 818 pages
...mill, I could not hear the brook flow, The noisy wheel was still. There was no burr of grasshopper, No chirp of any bird—- But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. I sat beneath the elm-tree, I watched the long, long shade, And as it grew still longer, I did not... | |
 | Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton), Richard Monckton Milnes Baron Houghton - 1840 - 200 pages
...mill,— I could not hear the brook flow, The noisy wheel was still; There was no burr of grasshopper, No chirp of any bird, But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. I sat beneath the elm-tree, I watcht the long, long, shade, And as it grew still longer, I did not... | |
 | Blackwood's Lady's Magazine VOL.X 1841 - 1841 - 500 pages
...; I could not hear the brook flow, The noisy wheel was still ; There was no burr of grasshopper, No chirp of any bird ; But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. I sat beneath the elm-tree, And watch'd the long, long shade ; And as it grew still longer, I did not... | |
 | Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton) - English poetry - 1844 - 300 pages
...— I could not hear the brook flow, The noisy wheel was still ; There was no burr of grasshopper, No chirp of any bird, But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard I sat beneath the elm-tree, I watched the long, long, shade, And as it grew still longer, I did not... | |
 | Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton) - English poetry - 1844 - 306 pages
...— I could not hear the brook flow, The noisy wheel was still ; There was no burr of grasshopper, No chirp of any bird, But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard I sat beneath the elm-tree, I watched the long, long, shade, And as it grew still longer, I did not... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 558 pages
...— I could not hear the brook flow, The noisy wheel was still ; There wu no burr of grasshopper, No chirp of any bird, But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. I sat beside the elm-tree, I watcht the long, long shade, And as it grew still longer, I did not feel... | |
 | Richard Monckton Milnes Baron Houghton - 1846 - 302 pages
...grew still longer, I did not feel afraid ; For I listened for a footfall, I listened for a word, — But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound...evening air passed by my cheek, The leaves above were stirr'd, — But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. Fast silent tears were flowing,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1846 - 540 pages
...— I could not hear the brook flow, The noisy wheel was still ; There was no burr of grasshopper, No chirp of any bird, But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. I sat beside the elm-tree, I watcht the long, long shade, And as it grew still longer, I did not feel... | |
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I listened for a footfall, I listened for a word, — But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. 
