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" ... vows Were pledged to be ever unbroken ; Then, drawing his sleeve roughly over his eyes, He dashes off tears that are welling, And gathers his gun closer up to its place, As if to keep down the heart-swelling. "
St. Nicholas - Стр. 140
редактор(ы): - 1882
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - Страниц: 1022
...its place, A» If to keep down the heartBwelllng, He passes the fountain, the blasted pine-tree. The footstep is lagging and weary ; Yet onward he goes through the broad belt of light. Toward the shade of the forest so dreary. Hark ! was it the night wind that rustled the leaves ? Was it moonlight...
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The Wisconsin Farmer, Том 14

1862 - Страниц: 500
...place, As if to keep down the heart swelling. He passes the fountain, tho blasted pine tree — The footstep is lagging and weary ; Yet onward he goes, through the broad belt of light, Toward the shade of the forest as dreary. HI ik I was it the night wind that rustled the leaves ! Was it moonlight...
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The Intermediate Reader: For the Use of Schools : with an Introductory ...

George Stillman Hillard - 1843 - Страниц: 260
...on the mountain. 6. His musket falls slack — his face dark and grim, THE INTERMEDIATE HEADER. 7. He passes the fountain, the blasted pine-tree, His...goes, through the broad belt of light, Toward the shade of the forest so dreary. 8. Hark 1 was it the night wind that rustled the leaves ? Was it moonlight...
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An Errand to the South in the Summer of 1862

William Wyndham Malet - 1863 - Страниц: 354
...to keep down the heart-swelling. v. He passes the fountain, the blasted pine tree, The footsteps are lagging and weary, Yet onward he goes, through the broad belt of light, Toward the shades of a wood dark and dreary. Hark ! Was it the night wind that rustled the leaves ? Was't the moonlight...
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Poetical Pen-pictures of the War: Selected from Our Union Poets

John Henry Hayward - 1863 - Страниц: 410
...footstep is lagging and weary; Yet onward he goes, thro' the broad belt of light, Toward the shade of the forest so dreary. Hark! was it the night-wind that rustled the leaves r Was it moonlight so wond'rously flashing ? It looked like a rifle— " Ha! Mary, good-by !" _ And...
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Lyrics of Loyalty

Frank Moore - 1864 - Страниц: 364
...place, As if to keep down the heart-swelling. He passes the fountain, the blasted pine-tree — The footstep is lagging and weary ; Yet onward he goes,...it the night-wind that rustled the leaves ? Was it moonlight so wondrously flashing ? It looked like a rifle — " Ha ! MARY, good-by ! " And the life-blood...
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Lyrics of loyalty, arranged and edited by F. Moore, Том 65

Frank Moore - 1864 - Страниц: 364
...place, As if to keep down the heart-swelling. lie passes the fountain, the blasted pine-tree — The footstep is lagging and weary ; Yet onward he goes,...it the night-wind that rustled the leaves? Was it moonlight so wondrously flashing ? It looked like a rifle — " Ha ! MARY, good-by ! " And the life-blood...
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Poetical Pen-pictures of the War: Selected from Our Union Poets

John Henry Hayward - 1864 - Страниц: 418
...footstep is lagging and weary; Yet onward he goes, thro' the broad belt of light, Toward the shade of the forest so dreary. Hark! was it the night-wind that rustled the leaves Was it moonlight so wondrously flashing? It looked like a rifle — " Ha ! Mary, good-by !" And the life-blood...
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Pen-pictures of the War: Lyrics, Incidents, and Sketches of the Rebellion ...

1864 - Страниц: 356
...place, As if to keep down the heart-swelling. He passes the fountain, the blasted pine-tree — The footstep is lagging and weary ; Yet onward he goes, through the broad belt of light, Hark ! was it the night-wind that rustled the leaves ? Was it moonlight so wondrously flashing ? It...
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Memories of the Southern States

Elizabeth Collins - 1865 - Страниц: 132
...if to keep down the heart swelling. He passes the fountain, the blasted pine tree, The footsteps are lagging and weary, Yet onward he goes through the broad belt of light, Toward the shades of a wood dark and dreary. Hark ! Was it the night wind that rustled the leaves ? Was't the moonlight...
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