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" TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine 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... "
History of English literature, tr. by H. van Laun - 526. oldal
szerző: Hippolyte Adolphe Taine - 1871
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The Gentleman's Magazine, and Historical Chronicle, for the Year ..., 183. kötet

1848 - 744 oldal
...reposing on broidered couches, a maiden was commanded to sing, and thus she sweetly sang : Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears, from the depth of some divine despair, Rise in the heart, aud gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields And thinking of the days that are no...

The Quarterly review, 82. kötet

1848 - 620 oldal
...very beautiful to read, though scarcely fit for a harp accompaniment. It runs thus : — ' Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the henrt, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that...

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

1848 - 614 oldal
...all cares to kill Is to give them — No surrender ! DAYS THAT ARE NO MORE. BY TENNYBON. Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean ; Tears from the...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 underworld, Sad as...

The Haileybury observer, 3-5. kötet

East India college - 1845 - 620 oldal
...whole, but when far distant from our native land, we may some day find how true the song is, — how " Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eye, When thinking of the days that are no more." '• For woman lit not undevelopt man Hut diverse...

American Literary Magazine, 1-3. kötet

1847 - 1230 oldal
...house . Men hated learned women." Thus too, when one of them sings, the song is sad: " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth...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...

The Daguerreotype, 2. kötet

1848 - 572 oldal
...occurs at the close of the poem) : " ' Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from thi depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and...happy Autumn-fields, , And thinking of the days that arc no more. ', ' Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings oar friends up from the...

The Princess: A Medley

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - 180 oldal
...minutes fledged with music : ' and a maid, Of those beside her, smote her harp, and sang. " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth...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 underworld, Sad...

Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, 13. kötet

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1848 - 610 oldal
...to kill Is to give them — No surrender ! DAYS THAT ARE NO MORE. BY TENNYSON. Tears, idle tears, 1 know not what they mean ; Tears from the depth of...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 underworld, Sad as...

The American Literary Magazine, 1-2. kötet

1848 - 832 oldal
...a house : Mm hated learned women." Thus too, when one of them sings, the song is sad: " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth...despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In lookin? on the happy Autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. " Fresh as the first...

A country neighborhood, cont. The moat

Lady Emily Ponsonby - 1848 - 350 oldal
...harshly of you — I think of you as I have ever done. Oh, how am I to live without you !" CHAPTER XXI. Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in...heart, and gather to -the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. TENNYSON. When Claude Hastings returned home...




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