 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1895 - 254 oldal
...the midst A fragrant flame rose, and before us glow'd Fruit, blossom, viand, amber wine, and gold. The minutes fledged with music:' and a maid, Of those...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... | |
 | Kenyon West - 1895 - 588 oldal
...blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. IV. 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... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1895 - 388 oldal
...wild echoes flying. And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. TEARS, IDLE TEARS 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... | |
 | Kenyon West - 1895 - 614 oldal
...blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. IV. 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... | |
 | 1896 - 532 oldal
...silver moon : Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. 626 TEARS, IDLE TEARS 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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1896 - 206 oldal
...fledged with music : " and a maid, Of those beside her, smote her harp, and sang. 20 " 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, 1.... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1896 - 210 oldal
...fledged with music : " and a maid, Of those beside her, smote her harp, and sang. 20 " 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, 1.... | |
 | Gabriele D'Annunzio - 1896 - 440 oldal
...not yet know all. " What a change in that, too ! " And he read again the poet's verse : 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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1896 - 136 oldal
...tears— "Sweet my child, I live for thee." x 106 I ENVY NOT. THE DAYS THAT ARE NO MORE. " 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... | |
 | Horace Parker Chandler - 1896 - 278 oldal
...fair Plies her grave task, and the stars wait on her ? June TEARS, IDLE TEARS. EfjttS. '"PEARS, 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 under-world, Sad... | |
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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... 
