 Fell mid the ranks of the invading foe. Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like the low murmur of a hive at noon ; Long, but not loud, the memory of the gone Breathed through her lips a sad and tremulous tune.  The Anglo-American Magazine - Page 1701853Full view - About this book
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pages
...the dying blow; Nor him who, to his sire and country true, Fell mid the ranks of the invading foe. Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like...the thread was snapped ; her head was bowed ; Life dropt the distaff through his hands serene: And loving neighbors smoothed her careful shroud, While... | |
 | 1852 - 620 pages
...dying blow ; Nor him, who to his sire and country true, Fell 'mid the ranks of the invading foe. " Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like the low murmurs of a hive at noon ; Long, but not loud, the memory of the gone, Breathed through her lips,... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1852 - 610 pages
...dying blow ; Nor him, who lo In* sire and country true, Fell 'mid the ranks of the invading foe. " Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like the low murmurs ol a hive at noon ; Long, but not loud, the memory of the gone, Breathed through her lips,... | |
 | 1853 - 776 pages
...of the invading foe. Lone, but not loud, the droniug wheel went on, Like the low murmur of u hive nt noon ; Long, but not loud, the memory of the gone....tune At last the thread was snapped — her head was bowedLife dropped the distaff through his hands' serene ; And loving neighbors smoothed her careful... | |
 | Thomas Buchanan Read - 1855 - 408 pages
...its dying blow, Nor him who, to his sire and country true, Fell 'mid the ranks of the invading foe. Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like...lips a sad and tremulous tune. At last the thread was snapped—her head was bowed ; Life dropped the distaff through his hands serene,—- And loving neighbours... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 644 pages
...the ranks of the invading foe. Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like the low murmurs of a hive at noon ; Long, but not loud, the memory...the distaff through his hands serene ; And loving neighbours smoothed her careful shroud, While Death and Winter closed the autumn scene. BAYARD TAYLOR.... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 642 pages
...the dying blow; Nor him, who to his sire and country true Fell 'mid the ranks of the invading foe. Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like the low murmurs of a hive at noon ; Long, but not loud, the memory of the gone Breathed through her lips a... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1859 - 422 pages
...dying blow; Nor him who, to his sire and country true, Fell mid the ranks of the invading foe. 17. Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like...Breathed through her lips a sad and tremulous tune. 18. At last the thread was snapp'd,—her head was bow'd; Life droop'd the distaff through his hands... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1859 - 812 pages
...the dying blow ; Nor him who, to his sire and country true, Fell 'mid the ranks of the invading foe. Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like the low murmurs of a hive at noon ; Long, but not loud, the memory of the gone Breathed through her lips a... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1861 - 446 pages
...dying blow ; Nor him who, to his sire and country true, • Fell mid the ranks of the invading foe. 17. Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like...Breathed through her lips a sad and tremulous tune. 18. At last the thread was snapp'd, — her head was bow'd ; Life droop'd the distaff through his hands... | |
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