 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
 | Beautiful poetry - 1858 - 350 Seiten
...despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking on the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam...That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, BO fresh, the days that are no more. Tmnrrson. B EAUTIFUL POETRY for 1857— a selection of the choicest... | |
 | Augustus Woodbury - 1858 - 276 Seiten
...beam glittering on a sail, That brings onr friends up from the under world, THE YOUNG MAN AT HOME. 81 Sad as the last, which reddens over one, That sinks,...verge : So sad, so fresh the days that are no more 1" Believe me, these remembrances are to all of us a saving power in this heated and exciting city... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1858 - 388 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...brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the lust whieh reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days... | |
 | Augustus Woodbury - 1858 - 252 Seiten
...in the old churchyard which contains the mortal part of those whom they have once known and loved. " Fresh as the first beam 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... | |
 | Augustus Woodbury - 1858 - 280 Seiten
...in the old churchyard which contains the mortal part of those whom they have once known and loved. " Fresh as the first beam 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... | |
 | 1859 - 528 Seiten
...despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eves, 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. Al>, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears,... | |
 | 1859 - 594 Seiten
...after death And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others — * • • • Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld. Wo do not instance this as direct imitation, but only as showing the tendency of young Bulwer to employ... | |
 | 1867 - 878 Seiten
...despair Eisc 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...strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
 | Peter Bayne - 1860 - 432 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...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 So... | |
 | William Allingham - 1860 - 316 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...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, So... | |
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