 | University magazine - 1855 - 776 страници
...fate ; The red rose erics, 'She is near, she ig near;' And the white rose we"ps, ' She ¡з lat« ;' The larkspur listens, ' I hear, I hear;' And the lily whispers, ' I wait.' " Maud's brother surprises the lovers ; he is of course in a rage, gives the 336 young man the lie,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 176 страници
...my fate ; The red rose cries, * She is near, she is near; And the white rose weeps, * She is late ;' The larkspur listens, ' I hear, I hear ;' And the lily whispers, * I wait.* 11. My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed ; My dust would hear her and beat,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 180 страници
...my fate ; The red rose cries,' She is near, she is near;' And the white rose weeps, ' She is late ;' The larkspur listens, ' I hear, I hear ;' And the lily whispers, ' I wait.' 1L My heart would tear her and beat, Were it earth in. an earthy bed; My dust would hear her and beat,... | |
 | 1855 - 498 страници
...fate ; The red rose cries, ' She is near, she is near '' And the white rose weeps, ' She is late ;' The larkspur listens, ' I hear, I hear ;' And the lily whispers, ' I wait.' She is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were... | |
 | 1855 - 504 страници
...fate ; The red rose cries, ' She is near, she is near ' ; And the white rose weeps, ' She is late.' The larkspur listens, ' I hear, I hear ' ; And the lily whispers, ' I wait.' " Sections xxn., xxm., and xxiv. evidently serve as a preface to the madness so strikingly and thrillingly... | |
 | John Ruskin - 1856 - 452 страници
...gate. The red rose cries, ' She is near, she is near ! ' And the white rose weeps, ' She is late.' The larkspur listens, ' I hear, I hear!' And the lily whispers, ' I wait.' " CHAPTER XIII. OF CLASSICAL LANDSCAPE. § i. MY reason for asking the reader to give so much of his... | |
 | John Ruskin - 1856 - 450 страници
...the gate. The red rose aria, ' She is near, she is near ! ' And the white rose weeps, ' She is late.' The larkspur listens, ' I hear, I hear!' And the lily whispers, ' I wait.' " CHAPTER XIII. OF CLASSICAL LANDSCAPE. § i. MY reason for asking the reader to give so much of his... | |
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1858 - 322 страници
...passion-fiow'r at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; And the white rose weeps, " She is late ;" The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear ;" And the lily whispers, " I wait." Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and heat, She is coming, my own, my sweet; Had... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1858 - 426 страници
...fate ; The red rose cries, " She is near, she is near ; " And the white rose weeps, " She is late ; " The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear ; " And the lily whispers, " I wait." She is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were... | |
 | John Ruskin, Louisa Caroline Tuthill - 1859 - 496 страници
...the gate. The red rose cries, ' She is near, she is near P And the white rose weeps, ' She is late,' The larkspur listen.s, 'I hear, I hear!' And the lily whispers, ' I wait.' " Juno more cruel, therefore less divine ; and more absurd, for it only seems elevated in tone, because... | |
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There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate. The red rose cries, 'She is near, she is near;' And the white rose weeps, 'She is late;' The larkspur listens, 'I hear,... 
