Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing ! Blow,... The princess - Стр. 74авторы: Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1860Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
| 1867 - Страниц: 796
...following Spring revive the ashes of the urn 1" . . But onr poet vindicates the eternal in humanity : — " O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill...And answer, echoes, answer, Dying, dying, dying." Is not this a new form to tht thought — a form which makes'-us feel the truth And the gross matter... | |
| Charles Mackay - 1851 - Страниц: 332
...answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. Oh love, they die in yon rich sky! They faint on hill, on field, on river; Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow...flying, And answer, echoes answer, dying, dying, dying. ' THE NEW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY RBPBRBNCB DEPARTMENT Thii book is under no circumstance* to be taken... | |
| Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - Страниц: 592
...on hill, on field, on river; Our echoes roll from soul to soul And grow forever and forever. . Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. It is like a descent from Fairyland to the wild stormy ocean, to turn from the dying falls of Mr. Tennyson's... | |
| 1852 - Страниц: 252
...hill, on field, on river : Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever, and for ever 1 Blow, bugle, blow ! set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer ! dying, dying, dying !" These echoes will " roll from soul to soul" long after we have ceased to hear them. We have seen... | |
| Mary Russell Mitford - 1853 - Страниц: 378
...answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die on yon rich sky, They faint on hill, on field, on river ; Our echoes roll from soul to soul And grow...flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. It is like a descent from Fairyland to the wild stormy ocean, to turn from the dying falls of Mr. Tennyson's... | |
| Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1853 - Страниц: 800
...answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. 0 love, they die on yon rich sky, They faint on hill, on field, on river ; Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow...flying, And answer echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. CIRCUMSTANCE.1 TENNYSON. [VICTORIA, It is difficult to make selections from the " IN MEMORIAM," that... | |
| John Sullivan Dwight - 1853 - Страниц: 424
...echoes ! dying, dying, dying ! Oh love, they die in yon rich sky ! They faint on hill, on field, on river; Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow...bugle, blow ! set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes^onswer ! dying, dying, dying ! CLASSIC AND OPERATIC MUSIC, OB The Contrapuntists and the Melodists.... | |
| Charles Dickens - 1853 - Страниц: 504
...on river : Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever, and for ever 1 Blow, bugle, blow 1 set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer ! dying, dying, dying !" These echoes will " roll from soul to soul" long after we have ceased to hear them. We have seen... | |
| Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - Страниц: 482
...on hill, on field, on river ; Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow ; set the wild echoes flying. And answer, echoes, answer dying, dying, dying. ALFBKD TE SONG. Sweet Echo, sweetest nymph, that liv'st unseen Within thy airy shell By slow Meander's... | |
| Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - Страниц: 510
...on hill, on field, on river ; Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow ; set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer dying, dying, dying. ALFUED TENKTSON. SONG. Sweet Echo, sweetest nymph, that liv'st unseen Within thy airy shell By slow... | |
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