 Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O Love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river : Our echoes roll from soul to soul, 15 And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow,...  Collection of Poetry for School Reading - Стр. 881910 - Страниц: 186Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
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...! Oh ! sweet and far, from cliff and scar. The horns of KliUuid faintly blowing ! Blmv Î let its; hear the purple glens replying,— Blow, bugle ! answer, echoes ! dying, dying, dying ! The prolonged echoes of the bugle gave the idea of an organ played in a lofty-vaulted cathedral ;... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - Страниц: 422
...clearer, farther going ! 0 sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of ElEand faintly blowing ! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. 0 love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river : Our echoes roll from soul... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1851 - Страниц: 350
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 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - Страниц: 312
...clearer, farther going ! Oh ! sweet and far, from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing. Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying, Blow, bugle, answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. 0 love, they die on yon rich sky, They faint on hill, on field, on river ; Our echoes roll from soul... | |
 | 1852 - Страниц: 596
...clearer, farther poing! О! sweet and far, from cliff and scar, The horns of Elflani! fninlly blowing! Blow! let us hear the purple glens replying— Blow, bugle! answer, echoes! dying, dying, dying! The prolonged echoes of the buglo gave the idea of an organ played in a lofty vaulted cathedral; and... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - Страниц: 588
...clearer, farther going ! Oh ! sweet and far, from cliff and scar The horns of Elf-land faintly blowing. Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying, Blow, bugle, answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. 0 love, they die on yon rich sky, They faint on hill, on field, on river; Our echoes roll from soul... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1852 - Страниц: 642
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 | 1853 - Страниц: 448
...clearer, further going! O sweet and far, from cliff and scar. The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying : Blow,...field or river; Our echoes roll from soul to soul And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wide echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer,... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1853 - Страниц: 378
...clearer, farther going! Oh! sweet and far, from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing. Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying, Blow,...answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die on yon rich sky, They faint on hill, on field, on river ; Our echoes roll from soul to soul And grow... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - Страниц: 200
...clearer, farther going ! 0 sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing ! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying : Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. 0 love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river : Our echoes roll from soul... | |
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