 The monstrous ledges there to slope, and spill Their thousand wreaths of dangling water-smoke, That like a broken purpose waste in air : So waste not thou ; but come; for all the vales Await thee ; azure pillars of the hearth Arise to thee; the children...  The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal - Стр. 3931849Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1872 - Страниц: 304
...in the white ravine. Nor find him dropt upon the firths of ice, That huddling slant in furrow-cloven falls To roll the torrent out of dusky doors : But...Listening ; then look'd. Pale was the perfect face ; The bosom with long sighs labour'd ; and meek Seem'd the full lips, and mild the luminous eyes, And... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1872 - Страниц: 186
...in the white ravine, Nor find him dropt upon the firths of ice, That huddling slant in furrow-cloven falls To roll the torrent out of dusky doors : But...immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. 'RING OUT, WILD BELLS.' ING out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light The... | |
 | 1872 - Страниц: 720
...warm day of summer in a lovely English park, has not echoed Mr. Tennyson's most musical couplet?— The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. If Keats had lived out a full life, instead of gaining in early manhood "a grave among the eternal,"... | |
 | 1873 - Страниц: 466
...is every sound ; Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet : Myriads of rivulets hurrying through the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. TENNYSON. 234 riijtbam u-ebunt monte ptlluin. ades hue, virgo, quin deseris ardua montis ? (Incipit... | |
 | A. D. Bayne - 1873 - Страниц: 650
...the keeper my kindly accompanied us over the grounds to hear The gladsome voices of unnumbered birds, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. There is a mound over the railway tunnel, and on the summit there is a rircnlar fence enclosing an... | |
 | Public school series - 1874 - Страниц: 408
...in the white ravine, Nor find him dropt upon the firths of ice, That huddling slant in furrow-cloven falls To roll the torrent out of dusky doors : But...immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. SUNSHINE ENTOMBED.— Professor Roscoe. Professor Roscoe is one of the able staff of Owen's College,... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1874 - Страниц: 798
...is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet ; Myriads of rivulets hurrying through the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. Ibid, Canto vii. Happy he With such a mother ! faith in womankind Beats with his blood, and trust in... | |
 | Earl Thomas Brassey Brassey - 1874 - Страниц: 112
...protect him from the noon-tide glare, and his ears are soothed by the melodious minstrelsy of nature : " The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees." His labours are performed in the free fresh air. They are varied and interesting. They tend to invigorate... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1875 - Страниц: 292
...in the white ravine, Nor find him dropt upon the firths of ice, That huddling slant in furrow-cloven falls To roll the torrent out of dusky doors : But...Listening; then look'd. Pale was the perfect face ; The bosom with long sighs labour'd ! and meek Seem'd the full lips, and mild the luminous eyes, And... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1875 - Страниц: 494
...in the white ravine, Nor find him dropt upon the firths of ice, That huddling slant in furrow-cloven falls To roll the torrent out of dusky doors : But...innumerable bees." So she low-toned; while with shut eyes 1 lay Listening ; then look'd. Pale was the perfect face ; The bosom with long sighs labor'd ; and... | |
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