 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1834 - 440 Seiten
...which dwelt there enduringly with his memory. He lingered till morning. The first red beams of that sun he had never seen, fell on his pale features and sightless...mother drawing open the curtain of the little window nt his bedside, that she might behold his face more plainly. With a faint smile on his lips, he turned... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1840 - 212 Seiten
...which dwelt there enduringly with his memory. He lingered till morning. The first red beam of that sun he had never seen, fell on his pale features and sightless...she might behold his face more plainly. With a faint smUe on his lips, he turned;, towards her ; it became fixed, and with a short spasm, his innocent spirit... | |
 | George Merriam - 1841 - 308 Seiten
...dwelt there enduringly with his memory. 20. He lingered till morning. The first red beams of that sun he had never seen, fell on his pale features and sightless...and peacefully into the world he had panted to know. 21. Death had at last come under the roof of William Halleck, and summoned the young, fair, and good... | |
 | Charles Augustus Goodrich - 1841 - 576 Seiten
...which dwelt there enduringly with his memory. Ho lingered till morning. The first red beams of that sun he had never seen, fell on his pale features and sightless...eyes. He felt his mother drawing open the curtain of his little window at his bedside, that she might behold his face more plainly. With a faint smile on... | |
 | 1842 - 380 Seiten
...whichdwelt there enduringly with his memory. He lingered till morning. The first ret beams of that sun he had never seen, fell on his pale features and sightless eyes. He felt his mother drawing open the curtains of the little window, at his bedside, that she mighi behold his face more plainly. With a... | |
 | 1846 - 392 Seiten
...which dwelt there enduringly with his memory. He lingered till morning. The first red beams of that sun he had never seen fell on his pale features and sightless...short spasm, his innocent spirit passed suddenly and peaceully into the world he had panted to mow. Death had at last come under the roof of William Halleck,... | |
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He lingered till morning. The first red beams of that sun he had never seen, fell on his pale features and sightless eyes. He felt his mother drawing open the curtain of the little window at his bedside, that she might behold his face more plainly. With... 