| Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1850 - Страниц: 596
...canst thou think and bear To let thy music drop here unaware In folds of golden fulness at my door ? Look up and see the casement broken in, The bats and...weeps ... as thou must sing . . . alone, aloof. V. I I.TFT my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electra her sepulchral urn, And, looking in thine eyes, I... | |
| Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1851 - Страниц: 252
...canst thou think and bear To let thy music drop here unaware In folds of golden fulness at my door ? Look up and see the casement broken in, The bats and...That weeps . . as thou must sing . . alone, aloof. T. I LIFT my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electra her sepulchral urn, And, looking in thine eyes,... | |
| Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1853 - Страниц: 508
...canst thou think and bear To let thy music drop here unaware In folds of golden fulness at my door ? Look up and see the casement broken in, The bats and...aloof. v. I LIFT my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electro, her sepulchral urn, And, looking in thine eyes, I overturn The ashes at thy feet. Behold and... | |
| Margaret Casson - 1855 - Страниц: 264
...of the spirit we would draw the veil ; in silence let it rest — sacred and unrevealed. We would " Call no echo up in further proof of desolation, There's a voice within that weeps — alone, aloof." CHAPTEE XV. \ " A flower its leaves and odours cast On a swift rolling ware ; Th'... | |
| Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1856 - Страниц: 328
...canst thou think and bear To let thy music drop here unaware In folds of golden fulness at my door ? Look up and see the casement broken in, The bats and...That weeps . . as thou must sing . . alone, aloof. I LIFT my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electra her sepulchral urn, And, looking in thine eyes,... | |
| 1862 - Страниц: 716
...who holds thee ?" " Death !" I said. But, there, The silver answer rang, ..." Not Death, but Love." . v. I lift my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electra her sepulchral ura, And, looking in thine eyes, I overturn The ashes at thy feet. Behold and see • What a great... | |
| Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1864 - Страниц: 336
...canst thou think and bear To let thy music drop here unaware In folds of golden fulness at my door ? Look up and see the casement broken in, The bats and...That weeps . . as thou must sing . . alone, aloof. I LIFT my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electra her sepulchral urn, Aud, looking in thine eyes,... | |
| Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1872 - Страниц: 336
...canst thou think and bear To let thy music drop here unaware In folds of golden fulness at my door ? Look up and see the casement broken in, The bats and...That weeps . . as thou must sing . . alone, aloof. T. \ LIFT my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electra her sepulchral urn, And, looking in thine eyes,... | |
| Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1870 - Страниц: 533
...canst thou think and bear To let thy music drop here unaware In folds of golden fulness at my door ? Look up and see the casement broken in, The bats and...roof! My cricket chirps against thy mandolin. Hush I call no echo up in further proof Of desolation ! there's a voice within That weeps, . as thou must... | |
| Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1872 - Страниц: 540
...canst thou think and bear To let thy music drop here unaware In folds of golden fulness at my door ? Look up and see the casement broken in. The bats and...within That weeps, . as thou must sing. . alone aloof. I LIFT my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electra her sepulchral urn. And looking in thine eyes, 1... | |
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