 | William Stebbing - 1913 - 448 pages
...host Stands on the threshold, the wind Shaking his thin white hairs — Holds his lantern to scan The storm-beat figures, and asks : ' Whom in our party we bring ? Whom we have left in the snow ? ' 2o was content to let the doubt remain unresolved even by himself, whether he will be of the remnant... | |
 | Hugo Gutsche - 1914 - 178 pages
...the gaunt and taciturn host Stands on the threshold, the wind Shaking his thin white hairs — Holds his lantern to scan Our storm-beat figures, and asks...companions, and train The avalanche swept from our side But thou would's not alone Be saved, my father! alone Conquer and come to thy goal, Leaving the rest... | |
 | Lucius Hudson Holt - 1915 - 956 pages
...the gaunt and taciturn host no Stands on the threshold, the wind Shaking his thin white hairs, Holds 119 Hardly ourselves we fought through, Stripped, without friends, as we are. Friends, companions,... | |
 | Lucius Hudson Holt - 1915 - 952 pages
...the gaunt and taciturn host no Stands on the threshold, the wind Shaking his thin white hairs, Holds nd that blows. 20 Here in a grotto shelter'd close...in shades from day's detested glare, She sighs for nnswer, We bring Only ourselves ! we lost Sight of the rest in the storm. 119 Hardly ourselves we fought... | |
 | Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 924 pages
...hairs — Holds his lantern to scan Our storm-beat figures, and asks: Whom in our party we bring, 113 120 Stripped, without friends, as we are. Friends, companions, and train, The avalanche swept from... | |
 | Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 530 pages
...the gaunt and taciturn host Stands on the threshold, the wind Shaking his thin white hairs — Holds his lantern to scan Our storm-beat figures, and asks:...our party we bring, Whom we have left in the snow? "5 Sadly we answer: We bring Only ourselves! we lost Sight of the rest in the storm. Hardly ourselves... | |
 | Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 944 pages
...ourselves! we lost Sight of the rest in the storm. Hardly ourselves we fought through, 120 Stripped, without friends, as we are. Friends, companions, and train, The avalanche swept from our side. But thou would'st not alone Be saved, my father! alone 125 Conquer and come to thy goal, Leaving the... | |
 | Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 964 pages
...gaunt and taciturn host no Stands on the threshold, the wind Shaking his thin white hairs — Holds his lantern to scan Our storm-beat figures, and asks: Whom in our party we bring, 115 Whom we have left in the snow? Sadly we answer: We bring Only ourselves! we lost Sight of the rest... | |
 | Johannes Du Plessis - 1917 - 452 pages
...nightfall, at last, Come to the end of our way. Where the gaunt, taciturn Host Stands on the threshold and asks : Whom in our party we bring? Whom we have...in the storm. Hardly ourselves we fought through, Stripped, without friends, as we are, Friends, companions, and train The avalanche swept from our side.... | |
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Sternly compress'd, we strain on, On - and at nightfall at last Come to the end of our way, To the lonely inn 'mid the rocks... 
