 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1850 - Страниц: 596
...desolation ! there's a voice within That weeps ... as thou must sing . . . alone, aloof. V. I I.TFT my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electra her sepulchral...lay hid in me, And how the red wild sparkles dimly burtj Through the ashen greyness. If thy foot in scorn Could tread them out to darkness utterly, It... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1851 - Страниц: 252
...proof Of desolation ! there's a voice within That weeps . . as thou must sing . . alone, aloof. T. I LIFT my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electra...the red wild sparkles dimly burn Through the ashen greyness. If thy foot in scorn Could tread them out to darkness utterly, It might be wcll perhaps.... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1852 - Страниц: 252
...further proof Of desolation! there's a voice within That weeps . . as thou must sing . . alone, aloof. v. I LIFT my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electra...the red wild sparkles dimly burn Through the ashen greyness. If thy foot in scorn Could tread them out to darkness utterly, It might be well perhaps.... | |
 | Caroline Chesebro' - 1852 - Страниц: 346
...her emotion, and her joy. She had not been deceived ; that voice had in its tone of revealment, a " Behold, and see What a great heap of grief lay hid in me !" She gave her hand to the timid questioner, who had suddenly become so bold, and said softly : —... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1853 - Страниц: 508
...weeps . . as thou must sing . . alone, aloof. v. I LIFT my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electro, her sepulchral urn, And, looking in thine eyes, I...the red wild sparkles dimly burn Through the ashen greyness. If thy foot in scorn Could tread them out to darkness utterly, It might be well perhaps.... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1856 - Страниц: 328
...further proof Of desolation ! there's a voice within That weeps . . as thou must sing . . alone, aloof. I LIFT my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electra...the red wild sparkles dimly burn Through the ashen greyness. If thy foot in scorn Could tread them out to darkness utterly, It might be well perhaps.... | |
 | 1862 - Страниц: 718
...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...the red, wild sparkles dimly burn Through the ashen gray ness. If thy foot in scorn Could tread them out to darkness utterly It might be well, perhaps.... | |
 | 1862 - Страниц: 712
...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...the red, wild sparkles dimly burn Through the ashen grayness. If thy foot in scorn Could tread them out to darkness utterly It might be well, perhaps.... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1862 - Страниц: 328
...desolation ! there's a voice within That weeps . . as thou must sing . . alone, aloof. IV. V. I LIST my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electra her sepulchral...the red wild sparkles dimly burn Through the ashen greyness. If thy foot in scorn Could tread them out to darkness utterly, It might be well perhaps.... | |
 | 1862 - Страниц: 716
...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... | |
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I LIFT my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electra her sepulchral urn, And, looking in thine eyes, I overturn The ashes at thy feet. Behold and see What a great heap of grief lay hid in me, And how the red wild sparkles dimly burn Through the ashen greyness. 
