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" TEARS, IDLE TEARS Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean. Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. "
The Land We Love - Стр. 470
1869
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Frederick Rivers, Independent Parson

Mrs. Florence Williamson, William Kirkus - 1864 - Страниц: 412
...was the plantation of firs so dreary ? It was autumn, winter — surely nothing more. " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depths of some divine despair, Bise in the heart and gather to the eyes In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the...
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Poetry of the Year: Passages from the Poets Descriptive of the Seasons

1864 - Страниц: 150
...101 TEARS. (FROM " THE PRINCESS.") TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean. Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, fn looking on the happy Autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. TENNYSON. A DAY IN...
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St. Martin's Summer

Anne Maria Hampton Brewster - 1866 - Страниц: 468
...thinking aloud. Philip's quick responsive memory replied on the instant to my thoughts, " ' Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depths of some divine despair.' That delicious poem ! " And as we paced up and down the solitary terrace, he repeated in his clarion-like...
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Poems, chiefly lyrical, compiled and arranged by G.H. Strutt

George H. STRUTT - 1866 - Страниц: 260
...CXX. THE DAYS THAT ARE NO MORE. Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking at the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering...
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St. Martin's Summer

Anne Maria Hampton Brewster - 1866 - Страниц: 456
...thinking aloud. Philip's quick responsive memory replied on the instant to my thoughts, " ' Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depths of some divine despair.' That delicious poem ! " And as we paced up and down the solitary terrace, he repeated in his clarion-like...
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Translations Into English and Latin

Charles Stuart Calverley - 1866 - Страниц: 320
...diem Lyrseque musisque. 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 of some divine despair Kise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields,...
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The complete poetical works of Edgar Allan Poe, with a selection of his ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1866 - Страниц: 332
...long poem, " The Princess : " — Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In iooking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam...
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Realmah, Том 2

Sir Arthur Helps - 1868 - Страниц: 340
...Postume, Postume, Labuntur anni," &c. "Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean. Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart and gather to the eyes In looking at the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more." Of course, I brought in my...
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Macmillan's Magazine, Том 18

1868 - Страниц: 582
...of them. I gave him Tennyson's " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean. Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart and gather to the eyes In looking at the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more." Of course, I brought in my...
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Charlie Villars at Cambridge, Том 2;Том 132

George Charles L. Tottenham - 1868 - Страниц: 526
...memories of the past were sweet : — ' Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair, Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In thinking of the days that are no more.' Still, to return to the present ; there is no denying that...
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