 | Robert Kemp Philp - 1855 - 936 страници
...make it sweet." But the brightest gem of the poem is the following invocation of the Voice to Maud : "Come into the garden, Maud, for the black bat, night, has flown, Come into the gaiden, Maud. I am here at the gate alone ; And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 180 страници
...Maud, For the black bat, night, has flown, Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone ; And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad, And the musk of the roses blown. 2. For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light... | |
 | 1855 - 498 страници
...Brook," and a few letters, which are new. We quote one of the prettiest things the volume affords : " Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, night, has flown ; Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone : And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad,... | |
 | 1855 - 606 страници
...portions of the poem which please us most, eg, the whole of the 21st section (p. 67 et seq.) Thus : — " Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, night, has flown, Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone ; And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad,... | |
 | 1855 - 1416 страници
...Smelling of musk and of insolence," to which we have already referred. The lines are as follow : — Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, night, has flown, Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone ; And the woodbine apices are wafted abroad,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 180 страници
...read her sweet will right) On a blushing mission to me, Saying in odor and color, ' Ah, be XXI. 1. COME into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, night, has flown, Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone ; And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 176 страници
...sweet will right) On a blushing mission to me, Saying in odor and color, 'Ah, be XX. MAUD. XXI. 1. COME into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, night, has flown, Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone ; And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad,... | |
 | Frances E. Percival - 1856 - 294 страници
...Maud ; For the bkck bat, Night, has flown : Come into the garden, Maud ; I am here at the gate alone ; And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad, And the musk of the roses blown. I AM FORGOTTEN NOW. THE autumn leaves are perishing, The winter winds have come To chill the waves... | |
 | Frances E. Percival - 1856 - 294 страници
...was true philosophy ! I learned a lesson from that poor woman which I shall not soon forget. A SONG. COME into the garden, Maud ; For the black bat, Night, has flown : Come into the garden, Maud ; I am here at the gate alone ; And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad,... | |
 | 1857 - 854 страници
...ГНЕ GARDEN, MAUD.' CAVATINA. BYTENNYSON AND BALFE. STTNO WITH IMMENSE BSÏECT ВТ ME. SIMS REEVES. Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat night has flown, — Come into the garden, Maud, I'm here at the gate alone : And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad,... | |
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Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, night, has flown, Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone; And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad, And the musk of the rose is blown. 
