 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...  The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson - 143. oldalszerző: Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1883 - 730 oldalTeljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866 - 726 oldal
...tongue. J. THOMSON' 937 THE DAYS THAT ARE KO MORE HPEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, J. tears from the depth of some divine despair, rise...strange, as in dark summer dawns the earliest pipe of half-awakened birds to dying ears, when unto dying eyes the casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1866 - 332 oldal
...mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In iooking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days...strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half -awaken' d birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
 | 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... | |
 | Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868 - 458 oldal
...to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. 5 ' Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That...verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. 10 'Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1870 - 208 oldal
...ad tumulum, fuit Ah ! quam parvulus, illic Oscula tum lacrymis mista, renatus amor. JW TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth...strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
 | William Moore - 1870 - 104 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...strange, as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
 | Richard Chenevix Trench - 1870 - 466 oldal
...to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. 5 ' Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That...verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. 10 'Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears,... | |
 | 1871 - 314 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...strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly glows a glimmering square;... | |
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