 The rising mist of day. Hark ! hark ! I hear yon whistling shroud, I see yon quivering mast ; The black throat of the hunted cloud Is panting forth the blast ! An hour, and, whirled like winnowing chaff, The giant surge shall fling His tresses o'er yon...  American Monthly Knickerbocker - Page 2081839Full view - About this book
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1891 - 314 pages
...whirled like winnowing chaff, The giant surge shall fling His tresses o'er yon pennon staff, White as the sea-bird's wing ! Yet rest, ye wanderers of...when the morning light Streams o'er the shining bay, Oh think of those for whom the night LEXINGTON SLOWLY the mist o'er the meadow was creeping, Bright... | |
 | Walter Léon Hess - Cats - 1891 - 308 pages
...tresses o'er yon pennon staff, "White as the sea-bird's wing ! Yet rest, ye wanderers of the deep ; 5o Nor wind nor wave shall tire Those fleshless arms,...when the morning light Streams o'er the shining bay, 55 Oh, think of those for whom the night Shall never wake in day I THE DEACON'S MASTERPIECE; OR, THE... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1891 - 204 pages
...tresses o'er yon pennon staff, White as the sea-bird's wing ! Yet rest, ye wanderers of the deep ; 5o Nor wind nor wave shall tire Those fleshless arms,...when the morning light Streams o'er the shining bay, 66 Oh, think of those for whom the night Shall never wake in day ! THE DEACON'S MASTERPIECE; OR, THE... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - Bunker Hill, Battle of, Boston, Mass., 1775 - 1891 - 100 pages
...whirled like winnowing chaff, Tho giant surge shall fling His tresses o'er yon pennon staff, White as the sea-bird's wing ! Yet rest, ye wanderers of the deep; Nor wind nor wave shall tire Those flcshless arms, whose pulses leap With floods of living fire ; Sleop on, — and, when the morning... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1892 - 504 pages
...whirled like winnowing chaff, The giant surge shall fling His tresses o'er yon pennon staff, White as the sea-bird's wing! Yet rest, ye wanderers of...when the morning light Streams o'er the shining bay, Oh think of those for whom the night LEXINGTON SLOWLY the mist o'er the meadow was creeping, Bright... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1892 - 500 pages
...whirled like winnowing chaff, The giant surge shall fling His tresses o'er yon pennon staff, White as the sea-bird's wing ! Yet rest, ye wanderers of...when the morning light Streams o'er the shining bay, Oh think of those for whom the night LEXINGTON LEXINGTON SLOWLY the mist o'er the meadow was creeping,... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1892 - 448 pages
...whirled like winnowing chaff, The giant surge shall fling His tresses o'er yon pennon staff, White as the sea-bird's wing ! Yet rest, ye wanderers of...when the morning light Streams o'er the shining bay, Oh think of those for whom the night LEXINGTON SLOWLY the mist o'er the meadow was creeping, Bright... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1892 - 310 pages
...whirled like winnowing chaff, The giant surge shall fling His tresses o'er yon pennon staff, White as the sea-bird's wing ! Yet rest, ye wanderers of...when the morning light Streams o'er the shining bay, Oh think of those for whom the night LEXINGTON SLOWLY the mist o'er the meadow was creeping, Bright... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1892 - 516 pages
...chaff, The giant surge shall fling His tresses o'er yon pennon staff, White as the sea-bird's wing J Yet rest, ye wanderers of the deep; Nor wind nor wave...when the morning light Streams o'er the shining bay, Oh think of those for whom the night LEXINGTON SLOWLY the mist o'er the meadow was creeping, Bright... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1892 - 250 pages
...whirled like winnowing chaff, The giant surge shall fling His tresses o'er yon pennon staff, WThite as the sea-bird's wing ! Yet rest, ye wanderers of...shall tire Those fleshless arms, whose pulses leap Sleep on,— and, when the morning light Streams o'er the shining bay, O think of those for whom the... | |
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