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There was a dead silence in the cavern, only interrupted by the low and suppressed moaning of the wounded female and by the hard breathing of the prisoner. For though, seduced and led astray, Thoust travell'd far and wander'd long, Thy God hath seen thee all the way, And all the turns that led thee wrong The Hall of Justice.
In this same pleasant meadow at your will, I ween, you wander'd there collecting flow'rs Of sober tint, and herbs of medicinal powers! There for the monarch-murder'd soldier's tomb You wove the unfinish'd wreath of saddest hues, And to that holier chaplet added bloom Besprinkling it with Jordan's cleansing dews. But lo! your Henderson awakes the Muse His spirit beckon'd from the mountain's height!
"Eat, sirs," the old servitor exhorted us: "alas! that man may take nothing out o' the world!" I know not who of us was most taken aback. But noting Delia's sad wondering face, as her eyes wander'd round the neglected room and rested on the tatter'd portraits, I lost patience. "Our business is with Master Hannibal Tingcomb," said I sharply.
I wander'd through the long and rich corridors and apartments under the Senate; an old habit of mine, former winters, and now more satisfaction than ever. Not many persons down there, occasionally a flitting figure in the distance. March 4th.
So all was calm and sunshine as we went Cheerily o'er the briny element. Oh! were this little boat to us the world, As thus we wander'd far from sounds of care, Circled with friends and gentle maidens fair, Whilst morning airs the waving pendant curl'd, How sweet were life's long voyage, till in peace We gain'd that haven still, where all things cease!"
I had not wander'd wild and wide, With such an angel for my guide; Nor heaven nor earth could then reprove me, If she had lived, and lived to love me.
"Here about the beach I wander'd, nourishing a youth sublime With the fairy tales of science, and the long result of Time." From merely reading Tennyson's verse, one could gauge quite accurately the trend of Victorian scientific thought. The poetry of both Browning and Tennyson is so resonant with faith that they have been called great religious teachers.
There was a dead silence in the cavern, only interrupted by the low and suppressed moaning of the wounded female and by the hard breathing of the prisoner. For though, seduced and led astray, Thoust travell'd far and wander'd long, Thy God hath seen thee all the way, And all the turns that led thee wrong The Hall of Justice.
Sing heigh, sing ho, for that land of flowers! He steer'd on his course by night and day Till he cast his anchor in Naples Bay. Sing heigh, sing ho, for that land of flowers! There wander'd a lady upon the strand, Her fair hair bound with a golden band. Sing heigh, sing ho, for that land of flowers! "Hail to thee! hail to thee! lady bright, Mine own shalt thou be ere morning light."
The sky, the planets, the constellations all so bright, so calm, so expressively silent, so soothing, after those hospital scenes. I wander'd to and fro till the moist moon set, long after midnight.
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