 Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up from those dim fields about the homes Of happy men that have the power to die, 70 And grassy barrows of the happier...  Enoch Arden, etc - Стр. 160авторы: Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1864 - Страниц: 42Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | 1902 - Страниц: 742
...later date tell the story of the old grey mortal Tithonns, the decrepit bridegroom of the dawn ? " Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glittering thresholds, where the steam Floats up from those dim fields about the homes Of happy men... | |
 | 1860 - Страниц: 452
...eye on the bright goddess, and he cries : — " Yet hold me not for ever in thine East: How can my nature longer mix with thine? Coldly thy rosy shadows...dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Thou sees t all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I, earth in earth,... | |
 | 1860 - Страниц: 880
...eye on the bright goddess, and he cries : — " Yet hold me not for ever in thine East: How can my nature longer mix with thine? Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are ull thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up... | |
 | 1861 - Страниц: 790
...sing While Dion like a mist rose into towers. " ' Yet hold me not for ever in thine East : How can my nature longer mix with thine ? Coldly thy rosy shadows...dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Thou eeest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I earth in earth... | |
 | 1864 - Страниц: 808
...turned to wormwood, and now can only long for death : — "Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Arc all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy...happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Ttiim see'st all things, thou wilt see grave ; Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I earth... | |
 | 1864 - Страниц: 808
...spirit which finds all its former joys turned to wormwood, and now can only long for death : — " Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy...wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the stoam Floats up from those dim fields about the homes Of happy men that have the power to die, And... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1866 - Страниц: 414
...sing, While Ilion like a mist rose into towers. Yet hold me not forever in thine East : How can my nature longer mix with thine ? Coldly thy rosy shadows...the steam Floats up from those dim fields about the homei Of happy men that have the power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead. Release me,... | |
 | 1867
...disease, our life attains its kindly natural pause. How Tithonus regrets the lot of " Happy men who have the power to die. And grassy barrows of the happier dead/' We remember the imagery of Lucretius, that he who has feasted at the banquet of life should be contented,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson, D.C.L. - 1868 - Страниц: 342
...sing, While Ilion like a mist rose into towers. Yet hold me not for ever in thine East: How can my nature longer mix with thine ? Coldly thy rosy shadows...homes Of happy men that have the power to die, And grtissy barrows of the happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground; Thou seest all things,... | |
 | Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868 - Страниц: 458
...rose into towers. Yet hold me not for ever in thine East: How can my nature longer mix with thine? 65 Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy...the homes Of happy men that have the power to die, 70 And grassy barrows of the happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground; Thou seest all... | |
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