 | Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1915 - 858 páginas
...not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seem stirr'd with prayer. . . . cv Sweet hour of twilight! — in the solitude Of the pine forest, and the silent shore 930 Which bounds Ravenna's8 immemorial wood. Rooted where once the Adrian wave flow'd o'er, To where... | |
 | Lucius Hudson Holt - 1915 - 956 páginas
...stars, — all that springs from the great Whole, Who hath produced, and will receive the soul. cv pen has glean'd my teeming brain, Before high piled books, in charactry, Hold like ri \V hich bounds Ravenna's immemorial wood, Rooted where once the Adrian wave flow'd o'er, 9j» To where... | |
 | Curtis Hidden Page - 1924 - 486 páginas
...air, stars.— all that springs from tlie great Whole, Who hath produced, and will receive the soul. Sweet hour of twilight !— in the solitude Of the pine forest, and thesilent shore Which boundu Ravenna's immemorial wood, Rooted where once the Adrian wave How'd o'er,... | |
 | 1875 - 478 páginas
...thankful to ' Baily.' It was a calm evening, such an one as would bring to mind the soothing stanza of 'Sweet hour of twilight in the solitude of the pine ' forest, and the silent shore,' and the memories of the charming Don, moral and all, gave a tone and relish to the mulled claret after... | |
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Csesarean fortress stood, Evergreen forest ! which Boccaccio's lore And Dryden's lay made haunted ground to me, How have I loved the twilight hour and thee... 
