 | 1848 - 808 pages
...words are powerless to exprès«, And leave it still unsaid in pnrt, Or say it in too great excess. The very tones in which we spake Had something strange,...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«... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1851 - 596 pages
...That words are powerless to express, And 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 ; Oft died the words upon our lips, As suddenly, from out the fire Built of the wreck of stranded ships,... | |
 | 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... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - Literary Criticism - 1853 - 228 pages
...That words are powerless to express, And leave it still unsaid in part, Or say it in too great excess. The very tones in which we spake Had something strange,...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
...That words are powerless to express, And leave it still unsaid in part, Or say it in too great excess. The very tones in which we spake Had something strange,...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... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1855 - 264 pages
...That words are powerless to express, And leave it still unsaid in part, Or say it in too great excess. The very tones in which we spake Had something strange,...memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark. Ecilt of the •wreck of stranded ships, The flames would leap and then expire. • And. as their splendour... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - American poetry - 1856 - 432 pages
...tones iu which we spake Hud something strange, I could but murk ; The leaves of memory seemed to muke A mournful rustling in the dark. Oft died the words...the fire Built of the wreck of stranded ships, The flumes would leap aud then expire. And, as their splendor flashed and failed, AVe thought of wrecks... | |
 | mrs. J Cooke Westbrook - 1856 - 160 pages
...cast, and to listen to the whispers of the breeze as it roamed among them. I felt, then, as though " The very tones in which we spake Had something strange...memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark. * » * » « Until they made themselves a part Of fancies floating through the brain; The long-lost... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1856 - 810 pages
...That words are powerless to express, And 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 hut mark; The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark. Oft died the words upon... | |
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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. 
