 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1869 - 298 страници
...: " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair, Eise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on...strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-a waken' d birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square;... | |
 | 1875 - 448 страници
...despair Rise in tho heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange, as...slowly grows a glimmering square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. . Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless... | |
 | Herbert Courthope Bowen - 1876 - 272 страници
...ALFRED TENNYSON: 1809— " The Days that are no more." From " The Princess. See p. 132. TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth...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... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1876 - 196 страници
...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...grows a glimmering square, — • So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1876 - 452 страници
...some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-h'elds, And thinking of the days that are no more. „ Fresh...strange as in dark summer (dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakcnM birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows u glimmering (square;... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1876 - 522 страници
...friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we lore below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that...slowly grows a glimmering square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1876 - 599 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...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... | |
 | Sir Wyke Bayliss - 1876 - 230 страници
...more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, And as the last which reddens over one That sinks with...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 - 1877 - 104 страници
...And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. TEARS, IDLE TEARS. EARS, idle tears, I know not wKat they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair...verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, vvlien unto dying eyes The casement slowly... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1878 - 210 страници
...echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. •TEARS, IDLE TEARS, I KNOW NOT WHAT THEY MEAN.' ItEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth...slowly grows a glimmering square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy... | |
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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... 
