 | Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1867 - 802 oldal
...seized on this tendency of nature to colour our thoughts in the scarcely less beautiful lines, — Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That...over one That sinks with all we love below the verge. [Once a Week, .March le, 1: C7. Seeing that life is mainly made up of partings, it is no wonder that... | |
 | Robert Hall Baynes - 1878 - 670 oldal
...following passage, for instance, from Tennyson — one of the sweetest ever penned by man : — '' Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That...which reddens over one That sinks with all we love b..low the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more." Here we have a cluster of pretty consonantial... | |
 | Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1867 - 790 oldal
...seized on this tendency of nature to colour our thoughts in the scarcely less beautiful lines, — Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That...last which reddens over one That sinks with all we lore below the vcrje. Seeing that life is mainly made up of partings, it is no wonder that we dwell... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1867 - 824 oldal
...flivine despair Hise in the heart, ami gather to the eyes, In In'.king on the happy autumn fields. And thinking of the days that are no more. " Fresh as the first neam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens... | |
 | Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868 - 458 oldal
...MORE. ' 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...Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. 5 ' Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad... | |
 | Emma Jane Worboise - 1868 - 476 oldal
...world's impress is departing. But it was only for a moment that I indulged in the tears that " Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking »f the days that arc no more;" the next minute I had gone through the... | |
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1868 - 340 oldal
...SHAKSPEARE. 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. TENNYSON. Too oft is a smile but the hypocrite's... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1869 - 658 oldal
...sang. " 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...underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That ginks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. "Ah, sad and... | |
 | 1869 - 1098 oldal
...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...friends up from the under-world — Sad as the last that reddens over one That sinks, with all we love below its verge — So sad — BO fresh, the days... | |
 | Treasury - 1869 - 474 oldal
...Canto U. 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. lbid. Canto iv. Dear as remembered kisses... | |
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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. 
