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" I stood checked for a moment ; awe, not fear, fell upon me ; and, whilst I stood, a solemn wind began to blow — the saddest that ear ever heard. It was a wind that might have swept the fields of mortality for a thousand centuries. "
Papers of the Manchester Literary Club - الصفحة 9
بواسطة Manchester Literary Club - 1879
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, المجلد 57

1845 - عدد الصفحات: 826
...spring to those heavenly lips with tears and never-ending kisses? But so it was not. I stood checked for a moment ; awe, not fear, fell upon me ; and,...whilst I stood, a solemn wind began to blow — the most mournful that ear ever heard. Mournful ! that is saying nothing. It was a wind that had swept...

De Quincey's Writings

Thomas De Quincey - 1850 - عدد الصفحات: 316
...spring to those heavenly lips with tears and never-ending kisses ? But so it was not. I stood checked for a moment ; awe, not fear, fell upon me ; and, whilst I stood, a solemn wind began to blow, the most mournful that ear ever heard. Mournful ! that is saying nothing. It was a wind that had swept...

Confessions of an English Opium-eater: And Suspiria de Profundis

Thomas De Quincey - 1850 - عدد الصفحات: 300
...spring to those heavenly lips with tears and never-ending kisses e But so it was not. I stood checked for a moment; awe, not fear, fell upon me ; and, whilst I stood, a solemn wind began to blow, the most mournful that ear ever heard. Mournful ! that is saying nothing. It was a wind that had swept...

The New quarterly review, and digest of current literature, المجلد 3

1854 - عدد الصفحات: 558
...himself, at the time a child of six years old, standing alone by the death-bed — I stood cheeked for a moment ; awe, not fear, fell upon me ; and whilst I stood, a solemn wind began to blow, tho saddest that ear ever heard. It was a wind that might have swept the fields of mortality for a...

De Quincey's Writings: Confessions of an English opium-eater, and Suspiria ...

Thomas De Quincey - 1853 - عدد الصفحات: 290
...spring to those heavenly lips with tears and never-ending kisses ? But so it was not. I stood checked for a moment; awe, not fear, fell upon me ; and, whilst I stood, a solemn wind began to blow, — the most mournful that ear ever heard. Mournful! that is saying nothing. It was a wind that had swept the...

Autobiographic Sketches, المجلد 1

Thomas De Quincey - 1853 - عدد الصفحات: 402
...spring to those heavenly lips with tears and never-ending kisses ? But so it was not. I stood checked for a moment; awe, not fear, fell upon me ; and, whilst I stood, a solemn wind began to blow—-the saddest that ear ever heard. It was a wind that might have swept the fields of mortality...

Autobiographic Sketches

Thomas De Quincey - 1853 - عدد الصفحات: 404
...spring to those heavenly lips with tears and never-ending kisses ? But so it was not. I stood checked for 'a moment ; awe, not fear, fell upon me ; and, whilst I stood, a_sole,rnu wind bggan to. blow — the saddest that car ever heard. Tt was a wind that might have swept...

The Dublin university magazine

University magazine - 1854 - عدد الصفحات: 790
...or for heart to conceive, any symbols more pathetic of life and the glory of life. " I stood checked for a moment ; awe, not fear, fell upon me ; and,...solemn wind began to blow — the saddest that ear ever hoard. It was a wind that might have swept the fields of mortality for a thousand centuries. Many times...

Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age, المجلد 46

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1859 - عدد الصفحات: 636
...round to the corpse. There lay the sweet childish figure ; there the angel face. . . . I stood checked for a moment ; awe, not fear, fell upon me ; and whilst...ever heard. It was a wind that might have swept the iields of mortality for a thousand centuries. Many times since, upon summer days, when the sun is about...

The North American Review, المجلد 88

Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1859 - عدد الصفحات: 614
...hands, laid palm to palm, as if repeating the supplications of closing anguish." And as he gazed, " a solemn wind began to blow — the saddest that ear...swept the fields of mortality for a thousand centuries " ; whose " hollow, sad, Memnonian, but saintly swell," he calls "the one great audible symbol of eternity"!...




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