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" Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight. "
The science of beauty - Страница 62
по Avary W. Holmes-Forbes - 1881 - 200 страници
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Poems, Том 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 231 страници
...thou love me, cousin ?" weeping, " I have loved thee long." Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken,...with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper...

The Quarterly Review

William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1842
...thou love me, cousin ?" weeping, " I have loved thee long." Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken,...with might Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper...

The Quarterly Review, Том 70

1842
...love me, cousin ?" weeping, " I have loved thee long.' ' Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken,...with might Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper...

The Christian Examiner

1843
...love me, cousin ? " weeping, " I have loved thee long." Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken,...might ; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper...

Poems, Том 2

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843
...love me, cousin 1 " weeping, " I have loved thee long." Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken,...might ; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses .And her whisper...

The money lender

Catherine Grace F. Gore - 1843
...Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands, Erery moment, lightly shaken, run itself in golden sands; Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all its chords •with might— Smote the chord of self, that, trembling, passed in music oat of sight!...

The Universalist Quarterly and General Review, Том 4

1847
...deceive us, there is surely before us an'era of light and love, each as the poet saw and sung when "Love took up the glass of Time, And turned it in his glowing hinds, And ev'ry mo-nent, lightly shaken, Ran itself in golden sands." when " Love took up; he harp...

Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845
...thou love me, cousin?" weeping, "I have loved thee long." Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken,...might ; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper...

The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 504 страници
...thou love me, cousin ?" weeping, " I have loved thee long." Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken,...sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on ill the chords with might ; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight....

Poems, Том 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 235 страници
...thou love me, cousin ?" weeping, " I have loved thee lohg." Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken,...might ; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper...




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