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
| Hippolyte Taine - 1871 - 514 Seiten
...smote on ail the chords with might; Suiote the chord ofself, lhat, trembling, pass'd in musicoutof sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper throng'd my puises with the fulness of thespring. Many an evening by the watera did we watch the stately... | |
| Hippolyte Taine - 1871 - 572 Seiten
...of Life, and smote on all the chords 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 tho copses ring, And her whisper throng'd my pulses with the fulness of the Spring Many an evening... | |
| 1871 - 114 Seiten
...enters, over which time has no power. CHAPTER VI. " Lore took up the harp of life, and smote on afl the chords with might, Smote the chord of self, that trembling passed in amsic out of sight" IT is the last sitting: Miss Osborn is ill with a bad cold, and Geraldine is on... | |
| Emma Jane Worboise - 1872 - 444 Seiten
...Give, or I die." Now he. thought first of Anne, and of her well-being; now verily — " Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with...Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight." He would have passed from her presence, never to look upon her beloved face again in this weary world,... | |
| 1872 - 900 Seiten
...turned it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up fears ; The plaintive voice alone she hears, Sees but the dying man. She stooped bight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper thronged my pulses... | |
| William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1842 - 564 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 - 1907 - 628 Seiten
...turn'd 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, pass'd in music out of sight. , « Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And... | |
| Josiah Royce - 1982 - 440 Seiten
...between Ego and non-Ego. The lover in Locksley Hall somewhat unobservantly tells us how: — Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all the chords with...Self that trembling, passed in music out of sight. The lover admits that in the state which he thus describes, the Self, if invisible in the inner experience,... | |
| Betty J. Mills - 1985 - 196 Seiten
...Colorado City in 1900, describes a wedding in a young Texas frontier town: THE WEDDING "Love took up the harp of life. And smote on all the chords with might." It is an old and well accepted saying that "all the world loves a lover," and in the shifting panorama... | |
| Josiah Royce - 1988 - 364 Seiten
...Ego and non-Ego. The lover in Locksley Hall somewhat unobservantly tells us how: — "Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all the chords with...Self that trembling, passed in music out of sight." The lover admits that in the state which he thus describes, the Self, if invisible in the inner experience,... | |
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