 And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that...  The Princess: A Medley - Стр. 66авторы: Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - Страниц: 183Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | 1848 - Страниц: 744
...despair, Rise in the heart, aud gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam...strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
 | 1848 - Страниц: 620
...despair Rise in the henrt, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam...strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
 | Страниц: 472
...however dreary, can add nothing. (To be continued.) 1 Fresh aa the first beam glittering on a rail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad...over one That sinks with all we love below the verge j So ead, go freih, the days that are no more." 288 A FEW REMARKS ON MANY THINGS. BY MRS. VALENTIN:... | |
 | 1848 - Страниц: 614
...despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam...strange, as, in dark summer dawns, The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
 | 1847 - Страниц: 1230
...despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. " Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, Thai brings ouf friends up from the under world, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks... | |
 | 1848 - Страниц: 572
...and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, , And thinking of the days that arc no more. ', ' Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings oar friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1848 - Страниц: 610
...despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam...no more. Ah ! sad and strange, as, in dark summer dawna, The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly... | |
 | 1848 - Страниц: 832
...despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In lookin? on the happy Autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. " Fresh as the first...glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the under world, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So... | |
 | Truth-seeker and present age - 1849 - Страниц: 540
...despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam...are no more. Ah, sad and strange, as, in dark summer dawn», The earlicst pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - Страниц: 438
...despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam...one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sod, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest... | |
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