 | John Hay - 1890 - 286 páginas
...and dreary night comes on ; And at my door the Pale Horse stands, To carry me to unknown lands. His whinny shrill, his pawing hoof, Sound dreadful as...sweet to kiss, so fair to view, — The night comes down, the lights burn blue ; And at my door the Pale Horse stands, To bear me forth to unknown lands.... | |
 | Constance Fenimore Woolson - 1894 - 438 páginas
...and dreary night comes on ; And at my door the Pale Horse stands, To carry me to unknown lands. "His whinny shrill, his pawing hoof, Sound dreadful as...; And I must leave this sheltering roof, And joys o£ life so soft and warm." " Don't sing that !" called Dolly, sharply. "Why not let her do as she... | |
 | John Hay - 1896 - 286 páginas
...and dreary night comes on ; And at my door the Pale Horse stands, To carry me to unknown lands. His whinny shrill, his pawing hoof, Sound dreadful as...children and my wife, So sweet to kiss, so fair to view. THE STIRRUP CUP. 1 So sweet to kiss, so fair to view, — The night comes down, the lights burn blue... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1900 - 954 páginas
...long and dreary night comes on, And at my door the pale horse stands To carry me to unknown lands. His whinny shrill, his pawing hoof, Sound dreadful as...So sweet to kiss, so fair to view: The night comes down, the lights burn blue; And at my door the pale horse stands To bear me forth to unknown lands.... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1900 - 968 páginas
...horse stands To carry mo to unkuuwn lands. His whinny shrill, his pawing hoof, Sound dreadful as n gathering storm; And I must leave this sheltering...So sweet to kiss, so fair to view: The night comes down, tho lights burn blue; And at my door the pale horse stands To bear me fortli to unknown lauds.... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1900 - 966 páginas
...and dreary night comes on, And at in y door the pale horse stands To carry me to unknown lands. His whinny shrill, his pawing hoof, Sound dreadful as...sheltering roof And joys of life so soft and warm. <£Dna FROM "THE SONG OF THE ANCIENT PEOPLE" WE are the Ancient People; Our father is the Sun; Our... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1901 - 964 páginas
...and dreary night comes on, And at ray door the pale horse stands To carry me to unknown lands. His made white Our hair, and wailing shall be in the tent:...and its pain; For manifest in that disastrous light conies down, the lights burn blue; And at my door the pale horse stands To bear me forth to unknown... | |
 | George Frederic Viett - 1905 - 312 páginas
...door the pale horse stands To carry me to unknown lands. His whinny shrill, his pawing hoof, Sounds dreadful as a gathering storm; And I must leave this...So sweet to kiss so fair to view; The night comes down, and lights burn blue; And at my door the pale horse stands To bear me forth to unknown lands.... | |
 | 1905 - 722 páginas
...door the pale horse stands To carry me to unknown lands. " His whinny shrill, his pawing hoof, Sounds dreadful as a gathering storm ; And I must leave this...So sweet to kiss, so fair to view : The night comes down, the lights burn blue ; And at my door the pale horse stands To bear me forth to unknown lands."... | |
 | Joe Mitchell Chapple - 1905 - 504 páginas
...long and lonely night comes on. And at my door the pale horse stands To carry me to distant lands. His whinny shrill, his pawing hoof, Sound dreadful as...And joys of life so soft and warm. Tender and warm are the joys of life — Good friends, the faithful and the true My rosy children and my wife, So sweet... | |
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MY short and happy day is done, The long and dreary night comes on, And at my door the pale horse stands To carry me to unknown lands. His whinny shrill, his pawing hoof, Sound dreadful as a gathering storm ; And I must leave this sheltering roof And... 
