The PoemsTicknor and Fields, 1866 - 419 oldal |
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17. oldal
... Till tongues of fire went flashing through the air , The myriad clamors of a sole despair , The cry of grief that knows its cry is vain . IV . The dead was fortunate , — he could not hear : The mourners comforted , behind his bier ...
... Till tongues of fire went flashing through the air , The myriad clamors of a sole despair , The cry of grief that knows its cry is vain . IV . The dead was fortunate , — he could not hear : The mourners comforted , behind his bier ...
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... till the Morn began to shine , And found her brow less dewy - wet than mine . O EXORCISM . TONGUES of the Past , be still ! Are the days not over and gone ? The joys have perished that were so sweet , But the sorrow still lives on . I ...
... till the Morn began to shine , And found her brow less dewy - wet than mine . O EXORCISM . TONGUES of the Past , be still ! Are the days not over and gone ? The joys have perished that were so sweet , But the sorrow still lives on . I ...
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... till the western hours had left the sky , We sat : then homeward loitered through the dusk Of chestnut woods , along the meadow - side , And lost in lanes that breathed ambrosial musk Of wild - grape blossoms : and the twilight died ...
... till the western hours had left the sky , We sat : then homeward loitered through the dusk Of chestnut woods , along the meadow - side , And lost in lanes that breathed ambrosial musk Of wild - grape blossoms : and the twilight died ...
41. oldal
... Till I blessed her , till she blessed me , - That were happiness , at last : That were bliss beyond our meetings In the autumns of the Past ! IN WINTER . HE valley stream is frozen , TH The hills are cold and bare , And the wild white ...
... Till I blessed her , till she blessed me , - That were happiness , at last : That were bliss beyond our meetings In the autumns of the Past ! IN WINTER . HE valley stream is frozen , TH The hills are cold and bare , And the wild white ...
44. oldal
... There , watched by pitying cherubim , In sacred hush , I rest awhile , Till solemn sounds of harp and hymn Begin to sweep the haunted aisle : A hymn that once but breathed complaint , And breathes 44 THE POET'S JOURNAL . The Chapel ·
... There , watched by pitying cherubim , In sacred hush , I rest awhile , Till solemn sounds of harp and hymn Begin to sweep the haunted aisle : A hymn that once but breathed complaint , And breathes 44 THE POET'S JOURNAL . The Chapel ·
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