 Love took up the glass of Time, and turned it in his glowing hands: Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might ; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music...  Poems: In Two Volumes - Seite 37von Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1863Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Henry Robert Reynolds - 1860 - 326 Seiten
...floated idly under the shadow of the Righi. CHAPTER XII. THE MEETING OF THE WATERS. " Love took up the Harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might ; Smote the chord of Self, which trembling, passed in music out of sight." LOCKSLEY HALL. ON a bright May morning, a solitary... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 366 Seiten
...turned it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with...morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, Many an evening by the waters did we watch the stately ships, And our spirits rushed together at the... | |
 | 1863 - 636 Seiten
...will be reopened to him, till at length the poetry of passion rises in his own heart : " Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all the chords with...self, that trembling passed in music out of sight." This is the second period in the life of our imagination. But reverting to earlier years, it is apparent... | |
 | 1861 - 636 Seiten
...it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. " Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with...Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight." If the transfusion of one's-self into that of another which constitutes the inexplicable mystery of... | |
 | 1861 - 634 Seiten
...it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. " Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with...Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight." If the transfusion of one's-self into that of another which constitutes the inexplicable mystery of... | |
 | Nicholas Patrick Wiseman - 1861 - 570 Seiten
...harp of Life, and smote on all the chorda with might, Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling pass'd in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland, did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper throng'd my pulses with the fulness of the Spring. Many an evening by the waters did we watch the stately... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 698 Seiten
...turned it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with...morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, Many an evening by the waters did we watch the stately ships, And our spirits rushed together at the... | |
 | George Hebert - 1862 - 328 Seiten
...they should do me wrong," Saying, " Dost thou love me, cousin P" weeping, " I have loved thee long." Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses...an evening by the waters did we watch the stately And our spirits rushed together at the touching of the lips. ALFRED TENNYSON. EDIE'S education proceeded... | |
 | 1862 - 364 Seiten
...out free from whatever form of selfishness or error originally beset him. It is as if " Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might, Smote on the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight." Every reader can at once discover... | |
 | Louisa Stewart - 1862 - 338 Seiten
...touch to admiration, gratitude, and interest, which converts them into love ; that touch which struck ' The chord of self, that trembling Passed in music out of sight,' that touch which, though soft in itself, yet like the drops of rain that wears channels in the hardest... | |
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