 | 1848 - 744 страници
...over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest...after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret ;... | |
 | 1848 - 620 страници
...over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest...more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet ns those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love,... | |
 | 472 страници
...trial A ray of peace i» given, For many a low voice whispers now, " The Dearest is in Heaven." MET Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To (lying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a'glimmering square... | |
 | 1848 - 614 страници
...over one That sinks with all we love, below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah ! sad and strange, as, in dark summer dawns, The...eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square j So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as... | |
 | 1848 - 572 страници
...unto dying eyes The casement slowly grates a glimmering square; So sad, so strange, the days that arc no more. " ' Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy fcign'd On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - 186 страници
...over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. " Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest...after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd \ On lips that are for others; deep as love, iDeep as first love, and wild with all regret... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1848 - 610 страници
...verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah ! sad and strange, as, in dark summer dawna, The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others... | |
 | Truth-seeker and present age - 1849 - 540 страници
...that are no more. Ah, sad and strange, as, in dark summer dawn», The earlicst pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy fcign'd On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret ;... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 438 страници
...over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sod, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows u glimmering sqnare;... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 462 страници
...days that arc no more. Ah, sad and straego as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered ktaees after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others... | |
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Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. 
