 | Walt Whitman - 1868 - 464 Seiten
...pushes vpon the 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...Loud I call to you. my love ! High and clear I shoot mij voice over the waves ; Surely you must know who is here, is here ; You must know who I am, my love.... | |
 | 1873 - 860 Seiten
...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 there among tkf breakers f What is that little black thin? I set there in the white f Loud t loud !... | |
 | American poems, William Michael Rossetti - 1873 - 556 Seiten
...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 among the breakers? What is that little black thing I see there in the white? " Loud ! loud !... | |
 | John Burroughs - 1877 - 278 Seiten
...pushes upon the 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... | |
 | American poems - 1878 - 536 Seiten
...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 among the breakers ? What is that little black thing I see there in the white ? " Loud ! loud... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 Seiten
...love — with love. " О night ! do I not see my love fluttering out there among the breakers ? V'hat nows good milk from water-and-chalk. The truth is, sir, now load! loud! loud I call to you, my love ! [igh and clear I shoot my voice over the waves ; uruly you... | |
 | Walt Whitman - 1883 - 404 Seiten
...lagging^— OI think it is heavy with lovejwith loveJ O madly the sea pushes upon the land,/ With lovfi with love, O night! do I not see my love fluttering...is that little black thing I see there in the white if i / / Loud! loud! loud! Loud I call to you, my love I High and clear I shoot my voice over th Surely... | |
 | Elizabeth Amelia Sharp - 1887 - 362 Seiten
...But my love soothes not me, not me. Low hangs the moon, it rose late, It is lagging — 0 I think it is heavy with love, with love. O madly the sea pushes upon the land With love, with love. 0 night I do I not see my love fluttering out among the breakers ! What is that little black thing... | |
 | Elizabeth Amelia Sharp - 1887 - 366 Seiten
...me. Low hangs the moon, it rose late, It is lagging — 0 I think it is heavy with love, with love. 0 madly the sea pushes upon the land With love, with love. O night I do I not see my love fluttering out among the breakers I What is that little black thing I see there... | |
 | Stedman, Edmund C. and Hutchinson Ellen M. - 1889 - 656 Seiten
...the land, With love, with lore. 0 night ! do I not *ee my love fluttering out among the breakers t What is that little black thing I see there in the...loud! loud! Loud I call to you, my love ! High and dear I shoot my voice over the waves, Surely you must know who is here, is here, You must know irho... | |
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Loud! loud! loud! Loud I call to you, my love! High and clear I shoot my voice over the waves, Surely you must know who is here, is here, You must know who I am, my love. 
