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" All night I stood on the shore. I saw her by the faint beam of the moon. All night I heard her cries. Loud was the wind; the rain beat hard on the hill. Before morning appeared, her voice was weak. It died away, like the evening breeze among the grass... "
The Sorrows of Werter: A German Story - Page 138
by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1779
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Parriana: Miscellaneous materials bearing on Parr's controversies

Edmund Henry Barker - 1829 - 794 pages
...her. And thus her father describes her fate, and his own wretchedness : — ' Alone, on the ' sea-beat rock, my daughter was heard to complain. * Frequent...cries, nor could her father ' relieve her. All night I stood on the shore. I saw her ' by the faint beam of the moon. All night I heard her ' cries. Loud...
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Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Volume 2

Robert Chambers - Authors, English - 1844 - 738 pages
...die. Sudden a blast from tbe hill came over the waves. He sunk, and he rose no Alone, on the sea-beat n What could her father do? All night I stood on the shore. I saw her by the faint beam of the moon....
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Cyclopædia of English literature, Volume 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
...Sudden a blast from the hill came over the waves. He sunk, and he rose no more. Alone, on the sea-beat worlds, and led the way. Beside the bed where parting life was laid crie«. What could her father do? All night I stood on the shore. I saw her by the faint beam of the...
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Novels and Tales: By Goëthe. Elective Affinities; The Sorrows of Werther ...

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1854 - 544 pages
...Sudden a blast from the hill came over the waves; he sank, and he rose no more. " Alone, on the sea-beat rock, my daughter was heard to complain; frequent and loud were her cries. What could her father do ? All night I stood on the shore : I saw her by the faint beam of the moon....
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Choice specimens of English literature, selected and arranged by T.B. Shaw ...

Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - 554 pages
...blast from the hill came over the waves. He sunk, and he rose no more. Alone, on the sea-heat rook, my daughter was heard to complain. Frequent and loud were her cries. What could her father do ? All night I stood on the shore. I saw her by the faint beam of the moon....
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Novels and Tales by Goethe

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1868 - 522 pages
...a blast from the hill came over the waves ; he sank, and he rose no more. " Alone, on the sea-beat rock, my daughter was heard to complain ; frequent and loud were her cries. What could her father do ? All night I stood on the shore : I saw her by the faint beam of the moon....
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Novels and Tales

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1873 - 524 pages
...Sudden a blast from the hill came over the waves; he sank, and he rose no more. " Alone, on the sea-beat rock, my daughter was heard to complain; frequent and loud were her cries. What could her father do? All night I stood on the shore : I saw her by the faint beam of the moon....
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The Catholic keepsake

1843 - 272 pages
...night when all my children fell!" We thought we heard the voice of Daura — " Alone, on the sea-beat rock, my daughter was heard to complain. Frequent and loud were her cries. What could her father do ? All night 1 stood on the shore. I saw her by the faint beam of the moon....
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The Book of Scottish Poems: Ancient and Modern

John Ross - English poetry - 1878 - 816 pages
...Sudden a blast from the hill comes over the waves. He sunk, and he rose no more. Alone, on the sea-beat rock, my daughter was heard to complain. Frequent...cries ; nor could her father relieve her. All night I stood on the shore. I saw her by the faint beam of the moon. All night I heard her cries. Loud was...
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The Book of Scottish Poems: Ancient and Modern

John Ross - English poetry - 1878 - 786 pages
...Sudden a blast from the hill comes over the waves. He sunk, and he rose no more. Alone, on the sea-beat rock, my daughter was heard to complain. Frequent...cries ; nor could her father relieve her. All night I stood on the shore. I saw her by the faint beam of the moon. All night I heard her cries. Loud was...
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