 Soothe! soothe! soothe! Close on its wave soothes the wave behind, And again another behind embracing and lapping, every one close; But my love soothes not me, not me. Low hangs the moon, it rose late, It is lagging — OI think it is heavy with love}...  Leaves of Grass - Стр. 198авторы: Walt Whitman - 1897 - Страниц: 455Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Walt Whitman - 1868 - Страниц: 464
...land, With love — with love. 0 night ! do I not see my love fluttering out there among the breakers? What is that little black thing I see there in the white ? Loud ! loud ! loud ! Loud I call to you. my love ! High and clear I shoot mij voice over the waves... | |
 | 1873 - Страниц: 860
...lading, every one close. But my lave soothes not me, not me. Low hangs the moon — it rose late O it is lagging — OI think it is heavy with love, with love. O madly the sea Rushes, pushes upon the land. With love— with love. O night! do I not see my love fluttering out... | |
 | American poems, William Michael Rossetti - 1873 - Страниц: 556
...lapping, every one close ; But my love soothes not me, not me. " Low hangs the moon — it rose late ; O it is lagging — OI think it is heavy with love, with love. " O madly the sea pushes, pushes upon the land, With love — with love. " O night ! do I not see my love fluttering out there... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1876 - Страниц: 599
...With love — with love. " 0 night ! do I not see my love fluttering out there among the breakers ? What is that little black thing I see there in the white •? "Loud ! loud ! loud ! Loud I call to you, my love ! High and clear I shoot my voice over the waves... | |
 | John Burroughs - 1877 - Страниц: 278
...land, With love — with love. 0 night ! do I not see my love fluttering out there among the breakers ? What is that little black thing I see there in the white t Loud / loud I loud I Loud I call to you, my love ! High and clear I shoot my voice over the waves ; Surely you... | |
 | American poems - 1878 - Страниц: 536
...lapping, every one close ; But my love soothes not me, not me. " Low hangs the moon — it rose late ; O it is lagging — OI think it is heavy with love, with love. " O madly the sea pushes, pushes upon the land, With love — with love. " O night ! do I not see my love fluttering out there... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - Страниц: 1124
...3ut my love soothes not me, not me. " Low hangs the moon — it rose late. ), it is lagging — O, I some music, if you 're pushes upon the land, Vith love — with love. " О night ! do I not see my love fluttering out there... | |
 | 1882 - Страниц: 1050
...another behind, embracing and lapping, every one close, But my love soothes not me, not me. Low hangs the moon, it rose late, It is lagging — OI think it is heavy with love, with love. 0 madly the sea pushes upon the land, With love, with love. O night ! do I not see my love fluttering... | |
 | 1883 - Страниц: 884
...Low hangs the moon, it rose late, It is lagging — oh, I think it is heavy with love, with love. Oh, madly the sea pushes upon the land, With love, with...not see my love fluttering out among the breakers ? What is that little black thing I see there in the white ? Loud ! loud ! loud ! Loud I call to you,... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1883 - Страниц: 924
...Low hangs the moon, it rose late, It is lagging— oh, I think it is heavy with love, with love. Oh, madly the sea pushes upon the land. With love, with...not see my love fluttering out among the breakers ? What is that little black thing I see there in the white ? Loud ! loud ! loud ! Loud I call to you,... | |
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