 Locksley Hall, that in the distance overlooks the sandy tracts, And the hollow ocean-ridges roaring into cataracts. Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I went to rest, Did I look on great Orion sloping slowly to the West. Many a night I saw the...  Poems - Seite 268von Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 379 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | J. R. Smart - 1996 - 364 Seiten
...over the traces of the former encampment of his departed beloved (al-wuqufcala 'l-atlal): Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 'tis early morn:...Leave me here, and when you want me, sound upon the bugle-horn. 'Tis the place, and all around it, as of old, the curlews call, Dreary gleams about the... | |
 | Timothy Rogers - 1997 - 538 Seiten
...household tub, like one of those Which women use to wash their clothes; or these of Tennyson's: Comrades leave me here a little while, as yet 'tis early morn, Leave me here and when you want me blow upon the bugle horn. Our young men have a finer critical sense than to commit errors of taste... | |
 | James M. Pitsula - 2006 - 520 Seiten
...study for the supplemental exam in September in the hope of obtaining "the cherished D?" Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 'tis early morn;...Leave me here, and when you want me, sound upon the Buick's horn. 'Tis the place; and all around, I seem to hear professors drone Of the long result of... | |
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