 | 1875 - 600 sider
...as that life; but now, in a moment, become guilt. Prays that "timo may lay his hand upon his heart, gently, not smiting it, but, as a harper lays his open palm upon his harp to deaden its vibration." And while he is praying there in secret, the woman he loves is looking up into the proud,... | |
 | 1875 - 780 sider
...sorrow, like the Abbot in Longfellow's Golden Legend : " Time has laid his hand Upon my heart, genrty, not smiting it, But as a harper lays his open palm Upon his harp, to deaden the vibrations." Perhaps we make too much account of the distance that intervenes between the state... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1877 - 634 sider
...these walls, where all should be at peace, I have my trials. Time has laid his hand ITpon my heart, gently, not smiting it, But as a harper lays his open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations. Ashes are on my head, and on my lips Sackcloth, and in my breast a heaviness And weariness of life,... | |
 | 1877 - 606 sider
...affliction or trial. But many aged can say with Longfellow : ' Time has laid his hand upon my heart gently, not smiting it, but as a harper lays his open palm upon his harp to deaden its yibrations.' When Charles Wesley was dying, he dictated the lines : ' In age and feebleness extreme,... | |
 | Newton Abbot College - 1877 - 568 sider
...Bearne. Longfellow: Golden Legend. miME has laid his hand Gently—not smiting it. JL Upon my heart But as a harper lays his open palm Upon his harp to deaden its vibrations. Leniter, baud feriens, strinxit mea corda Senectus, Ceu palma tremulas mollit Apollo fides. A PLEA... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1878 - 256 sider
...these walls, where all should be at peace, I have my trials. Time has laid his hand Upon my heart, gently, not smiting it, But as a harper lays his open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations. Ashes are on my head, and on my lips Sackcloth, and in my breast a heaviness And weariness of life,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth [extracts] Longfellow - 1878 - 306 sider
...hate, of doing and daring. The Golden Legend— 4. January 11. Time has laid his hand Upon my heart, gently, not smiting it, But as a harper lays his open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations. The Golden Legend— 4. Harm and evil come not near me. Hiawatha — 15. January 12. Grave in his aspect... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1882 - 486 sider
...Its golden glory on the air. NEW ENGLAND TEAGEDIES. Interlude. Time has laid his hand Upon my heart, gently, not smiting it, But as a harper lays his open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations. THE GOLDEN LEGEND. JUNE 24. Let us throw all the windows open ; let us admit the light and air on all... | |
 | 1882 - 404 sider
...benediction That follows after prayer." — The Day is Done. " Time has laid his hand Upon my heart, gently, not smiting it, But as a harper lays his open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations." — Golden Legend" Alike are life and death, When life in death survives, And the uninterrupted breath... | |
 | Jehiel Keeler Hoyt, Anna Lydia Ward - 1882 - 926 sider
...the clock stands still. q. LONGFELLOW— Knvanagh. Ch. УЛ1. Time has laid his hand Upon my heart, gently, not smiting it. But as a harper lays his open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations. r. LONGFELLOW — The Golden Legend. What is Time? The shadow on the diul.— the striking of the clock,... | |
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Time has laid his hand Upon my heart, gently, not smiting it, But as a harper lays his open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations. 
