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" THERE is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tir'd eyelids upon tir'd eyes; Music... "
Pictures of the Living Authors of Britain - 31. oldal
szerző: Thomas Powell - 1851 - 206 oldal
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The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, 181. kötet

1895 - 588 oldal
...with those human longings and natural weaknesses which it is the object of the poet to describe. ' There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night dews on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass ; Music that gentlier...

Blackwood's Magazine, 65. kötet

1849 - 792 oldal
...they sang, ' Our island home Is far beyond the wave ; we will no longer roam.' " CHORIC SONO. I. « There is sweet music here, that softer falls Than...waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pats ; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tir'd eyelids upon tir'd eyes ; Music that brings...

Poems, 1. kötet

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 oldal
...once they sang, " Our island home Is far beyond the wave ; we will no longer roam." CHORIC SONG. I. There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals...pass ; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes ; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies. Here are...

Poems, 1. kötet

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1843 - 260 oldal
...once they sang, " Our island home Is far beyond the wave ; we will no longer roam." CHORIC SONG. 1. There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals...the blissful skies. Here are cool mosses deep, And thro' the moss the ivies creep, And in the stream the long-leaved flowers weep, And from the craggy...

The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, 16-17. kötet

1849 - 608 oldal
...at once they sang, ' Our island home Is far beyond the wave ; we will no longer roam.' CIIORIC SONG. "There is sweet music here, that softer falls Than...Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass ; Music that genllier on the spirit lies, Than tir'd eyelids upon (ir'd eyes ; Music that brings sweet sleep down...

Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 oldal
...once they sang, " Our island home Is far beyond the wave; we will no longer roam." CHORIC SONG. 1. There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals...the blissful skies. Here are cool mosses deep, And thro' the moss the ivies creep, And in the stream the long-leaved flowers weep, And from the craggy...

The British Quarterly Review, 2. kötet

Henry Allon - 1845 - 646 oldal
...more;' And all at once they sang, ' Our island home Is far beyond the wave; we will no longer roam.' ' There is sweet music here, that softer falls Than...pass; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes ; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies. Here are...

Poems, 1. kötet

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 252 oldal
...once they sang, " Our island home Is far beyond the wave ; we will no longer roam." CHORIC SONG. I. There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals...pass ; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes ; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies. Here are...

Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age, 17. kötet

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1849 - 608 oldal
...they sang, ' Our islund home Is far beyond the wave ; we will no longer roam.' " спошс SONG. " There is sweet music here, that softer falls Than...eyelids upon tir'd eyes ; Music that brings sweet bleep down from the blissful shies. Here are cr>ol mosses deep. And through the moss the ivies creep,...

The Living Authors of England

Thomas Powell - 1849 - 326 oldal
...There is sweet music here, that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-news on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite,...blissful skies. Here are cool mosses deep. And through trie moss the ivies creep, And in the stream the long-leav'd flowers weep, And from the craggy ledge...




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