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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... "
The works of Alfred Tennyson. With 25 illustr - 208. oldal
szerző: Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1881
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The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, 13. kötet

1848
...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 Princess: A Medley

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - 164 oldal
...glow'd Fruit, viand, blossom, and amber wine and gold. Then she ' Let some one sing to us : lightlier move The minutes fledged with music : ' and a maid,...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...

The Princess: A Medley

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - 168 oldal
...fledged with music :', and a maid, Of those beside her, smote her harp, and sang : i " 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...

The Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, 13. kötet

1848
...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...

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

John Seely Hart - 1850
...the earth, earthy. What I am about to read is from his last long poem, " The Princess:" 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 as...

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

Truth-seeker and present age - 1849
...minutes ' lightlicr move.' The following exquisite melody is sung by one of her maids : ' 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 as...

POEMS

ALFRED TENNYSON - 1851
...glowed Fruit, viand, blossom, and amber wine and gold. Then she, " Let some one sing to us; lightlier move The minutes fledged with music ;" and a maid,...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...

Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 278 oldal
...glowed Fruit, viand, blossom, and amber wine and gold. Then she, " Let some one sing to us ; lightlier move The minutes fledged with music ; " and a maid,...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...

Poems, 2. kötet

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853
...glowed Fruit, blossom, viand, amber wine and gold. Then she, " Let some one sing to us ; lightlier move The minutes fledged with music ; " and a maid,...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...

The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe: Poems and tales

Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853
...tha earth, earthy. What I am about to read is from his last long poem, " The Princess :" 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 as...




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