 Whispering I knew not what of wild and sweet, Like that strange song I heard Apollo sing, While Ilion like a mist rose into towers. Yet hold me not for ever in thine East: How can my nature longer mix with thine? Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold...  The Works of Tennyson - 95. oldalszerző: Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1913 - 1033 oldalTeljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | 1860 - 452 oldal
...renewed, and Tithonus ever stands gazing with cold eye on the bright goddess, and he cries : — " Yet hold me not for ever in thine East: How can my...power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Thou sees t all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt... | |
 | 1860 - 880 oldal
...thine East: How can my nature longer mix with thine? Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are ull thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering...power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Thou seest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thoa wilt... | |
 | 1861 - 790 oldal
...Whispering I knew not what of wild and sweet, Like that strange song I heard Apollo sing While Dion like a mist rose into towers. " ' Yet hold me not...power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Thou eeest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 364 oldal
...strange song I heard Apollo sing While Ilion like a mist rose into towers. Yet hold me not forever in thine East : How can my nature longer mix with...power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Thou seest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 364 oldal
...strange song I heard Apollo sing While Iliou like a mist rose into towers. Yet hold me not forever in thine East : How can my nature longer mix with...power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Thou seest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 698 oldal
...strange song I heard Apollo sing While Ilion like a mist rose into towers. Yet hold me not forever in thine East : How can my nature longer mix with...power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Thou seest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1864 - 200 oldal
...and sweet, Like that strange song I heard Apollo sing, While Ilion like a mist rose into towers. i Yet hold me not for ever in thine East : How can my...power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Thou seest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1864 - 240 oldal
...sing, While Dion like a mist rose into towers. Yet hold me not for ever in thine East : X How can mv nature longer mix with thine ? Coldly thy rosy shadows...power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Thou seest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1864 - 240 oldal
...wild and sweet, Like that strange song I heard Apollo sing, While Hion like a mist rose into towers. Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy...power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Thou see'st all things, thou wilt see my grave: Thou wilt... | |
 | 1864 - 808 oldal
...turned to wormwood, and now can only long for death : — "Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Arc all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy...power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Ttiim see'st all things, thou wilt see grave ; Thou wilt... | |
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