 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 468 страници
...minutes fledged with music ; " and a maid, Of those beside her, smote her harp, and sang : " 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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 216 страници
...despair Eise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thmking of the days that are no more. " Fresh as the first...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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 326 страници
...more. " Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the undenvorld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks...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... | |
 | Miss E. Hedge - 1856 - 164 страници
...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... | |
 | Mary Henderson Eastman - 1856 - 406 страници
...more. " Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the under world, Sad as the last which reddens over one, That sinks...and strange, as in dark summer dawns The earliest hope of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes, The casement slowly grows a glimmering... | |
 | 1857 - 496 страници
...the other in the poem called the " Fountain." Tennyson's exquisite poem is well known : " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean ; Tears from the...verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. * Prelude, book riii. p. 224. Ah, sad and strange, as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd... | |
 | 1857 - 494 страници
...Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking ou the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days...verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. * Prelude, book viii. p. 224. Ah, sad and strange, as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd... | |
 | 1857 - 834 страници
...Autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are nom»re, " Fresh a» the first beam glittering op a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld,...strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows n glimmering square;... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1858 - 332 страници
...to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. 244 Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That...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 - 1858 - 388 страници
...first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the lust whieh reddens over one That sinks with all we love below...strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying oyes The easement slowly grows a glimmering square;... | |
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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 on... 
