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" 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 are no more. "
Favorite Poems: Selected from English and American Authors - 151. oldal
szerző: Joseph H. Head - 1884 - 456 oldal
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The Gentleman's Magazine, and Historical Chronicle, for the Year ..., 183. kötet

1848 - 744 oldal
...days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others...

The Quarterly review, 82. kötet

1848 - 620 oldal
...that are no more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet ns those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more.' — p. 66. In narrative and dramatic poems each part depends greatly...

The Living Age, 196. kötet

1893 - 844 oldal
...What, for instance, shall we say of this stanza from the best known lyric in " The Princess " ? — Dear as remembered kisses after death And sweet as...as first love, and wild with all regret ; O Death In Life, the days that are no morel How shall we analyze the complex emotion which these impassioned...

The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, 13. kötet

1848 - 614 oldal
...that are no more. Ah ! sad and 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 j So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as...

The Daguerreotype, 2. kötet

1848 - 572 oldal
...arc no more. " ' Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy fcign'd On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that arc no more,' " The discovery of the Prince and his companions follows hard...

Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, 13. kötet

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1848 - 610 oldal
...that are no more. Ah ! sad and strange, as, in dark summer dawna, The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret,— Oh; Denth, in Life— the days that are no more ! COMMON THINGS. BY MRS. HAWKSRAW. The sunshine is...

The Princess: A Medley

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - 180 oldal
...that are no more. " Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. " Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others...

The Truth-seeker in philosophy, literature, and religion, ed. by F ..., 1. kötet

Truth-seeker and present age - 1849 - 540 oldal
...sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange, as, in dark summer dawn», The earlicst pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy fcign'd On lips that are for others...

Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art, 7. kötet

Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 438 oldal
...verge; So sod, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows u glimmering sqnare; go sad, so strange, the days that arc no mon. Dear as remembered kisses after...

Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art, 7. kötet

Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 462 oldal
...verge; So sud, so fresh, the days that arc no more. Ah, sad and straego as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears,...strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered ktaees after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others ; deep...




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