 Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.  The Princess: A Medley - Стр. 73авторы: Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - Страниц: 177Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - Страниц: 366
...that are no more. " Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no m6re. " Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips... | |
 | 1861 - Страниц: 144
...as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying eyes when unto dying ears The casement slowly grows a glimmering square, So...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that were for others... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - Страниц: 698
...that are no more. " Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. " Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1863 - Страниц: 468
...that are no more. " Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. " Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others... | |
 | James Madison Watson - 1864 - Страниц: 434
...days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1866 - Страниц: 734
...Lamp-lit from the inner. Once she lean'd on me. Descending ; once or twice she lent her hand, And bh'ssful palpitations in the blood, Stirring a sudden transport...dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering sipiaru; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. " Dear as remember'd kisses after death. And... | |
 | Charles Stuart Calverley - 1866 - Страниц: 306
...Illius, illius Da, quicquid audit : nec silebunt Qui numeri placuere vivo. TEARS, IDLE TEARS. TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth...square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. TENNYSON. Surgit amari aliquid. SCILICET et lacrymas — quis dixerit unde profectas? — Nescio quod... | |
 | Charles Stuart Calverley - 1866 - Страниц: 320
...TEARS. TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Kise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on...square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. TENNYSON. Surgit amari aliquid. SCILICET et lacrymas — quis dixerit unde profectas ? — Nescio quod... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1866 - Страниц: 398
...that are no more. " Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. " Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866 - Страниц: 726
...days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange, as in dark summer dawns the earliest pipe of half-awakened birds to dying ears, when unto dying eyes the casement...square ; so sad, so strange, the days that are no more. A. TENNYSON THE SWAN'S DEATH-HYMN ' I ''HE wild swan's death-hymn took the soul -L of that waste place... | |
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