 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 - Seite 66von Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 183 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | 1854 - 676 Seiten
...eye*, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of tho days thai are no more ! " Fresh an the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the under world : Sad as tho last which reddens over one That sinks, with all we love, below the verge... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 326 Seiten
...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...glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the undenvorld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So... | |
 | 1855 - 744 Seiten
...we look on the boundless plain of the ocean. So obvious as to be used by way of illustration — " Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the under world; Sad as the last that reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge." If... | |
 | Miss E. Hedge - 1856 - 164 Seiten
...— 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-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
 | Mary Henderson Eastman - 1856 - 406 Seiten
...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...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 ;... | |
 | 1857 - 494 Seiten
...despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking ou the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam...verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. * Prelude, book viii. p. 224. Ah, sad and strange, as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd... | |
 | 1857 - 496 Seiten
...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...verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. * Prelude, book riii. p. 224. Ah, sad and strange, as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd... | |
 | 1857 - 834 Seiten
...Autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are nom»re, " Fresh a» the first beam glittering op a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld,...strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows n glimmering square;... | |
 | Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot - 1857 - 492 Seiten
...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...sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld ; iSad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1858 - 332 Seiten
...to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. 244 Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That...strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
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