 ... Speed down dusk aisles on shining feet. She throws a kiss and bids me run, In whispers sweet as roses' breath; I know I cannot win the race, And at the end, I know, is death. But joyfully I bare my limbs, Anoint me with the tropic breeze, And feel...  The Writings of Lafcadio Hearn - Sayfa 28Lafcadio Hearn tarafından - 1922Tam görünüm - Bu kitap hakkında
 | 1874 - 804 sayfa
...joyfully I bare my limbs, Anoint me with the tropic breeze, And feel through every sinew run The vigor of Hippomenes. Oh race of love ! we all have run Thy...happy course through groves of spring, And cared not, when at last we lost, For life or death or anything! Jamet Maurice Thompion. RECENT LITERATURE.1 THERE... | |
 | 1884 - 572 sayfa
...Anoint me with the tropic breeze, And feel through every sinew thrill The vigor of Hippomenes. " O race of love ! we all have run Thy happy course through groves of spring, And cared not, when at last we lost, For life or death, or anything ! " He tells us how his own eyes saw : — " And... | |
 | Jeannette Leonard Gilder - 1886 - 752 sayfa
...limbs, Anoint me with the tropic breeze, And feel through every sinew run The vigor of Hippomenes. O race of love ! we all have run Thy happy course through groves of spring. And cared not, when at last we lost, For life or death or anything ! A PRELUDE. I. Spirit that moves the sap in spring,... | |
 | Stedman, Edmund C. and Hutchinson Ellen M. - 1889 - 700 sayfa
...limbs, Anoint me with the tropic breeze, And feel through every sinew thrill The vigor of Hippomenes. 0 race of love! we all have run Thy happy course through groves of spring, And cared not, when at last we lost, For life or deatl), or anything! Born at Dowth Castle, County Meath, Ireland,... | |
 | Francis Fisher Browne - 1892 - 426 sayfa
...Anoint me with the tropic breeze. And feel tJirough every sinew thrill The vigor of Hippomenes. " 0 race of love ! we all have run Thy happy course through groves of spring. And cared not, when at last we lost, For life or death, or anything ! " We have heretofore noticed the work of Mr.... | |
 | Maurice Thompson - 1892 - 236 sayfa
...limbs, Anoint me with the tropic breeze, And feel through every sinew thrill The vigor of Hippomenes. O race of love ! we all have run Thy happy course through groves of spring, And cared not, when at last we lost, THE SENTINEL. WHAT of this Hour that passes With a shimmer of gold and blue ?... | |
 | Charles Dudley Warner - 1896 - 406 sayfa
...limbs, Anoint me with the tropic breeze, And feel through every sinew run The vigor of Hippomenes, O race of love! we all have run Thy happy course through groves of spring, And cared not, when at last we lost, For life or death or anything! MAURICE THOMPSON, IMMANENCE MY THOUGHTS go out... | |
 | Enos Boyd Heiney - 1900 - 550 sayfa
...joyfully I bare my limbs, Anoint me with the tropic breeze, And feel through every sinew thrill The vigor of Hippomenes. Oh, race of love ! we all have run...happy course through groves of spring, And cared not, when at last we lost, For life or death or anything ! Diana. (The Goddess of the Chase.) MAURICE THOMPSON.... | |
 | Martha Capps Oliver - 1900 - 452 sayfa
...' Anoint me with the tropic breeze, And feel through every sinew thrill The vigor of Hippomenes. O race of Love! we all have run Thy happy course through groves of spring, And cared not, when at last we lost, For life or death, or anything! Such a starved bank of moss Till that May morn,... | |
 | 1903 - 370 sayfa
...limbs, Anoint me with the tropic breeze, And feel through every sinew thrill The vigour of Hippomenes. A race of love ! We all have run Thy happy course through groves of spring, And cared not, when at last we lost, For life, or death, or anything ! MAURICE THOMPSON. 267 A SONG OF THANKSGIVING.... | |
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