 And thinking of the days that are no more. 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...  The Land We Love - Стр. 4701869Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1881 - Страниц: 742
...the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. ' Kresh 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 Ixlow the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1882 - Страниц: 430
...earth, earthy. What I am about to read is from his last long poem, " The Princess : " — " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depths...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... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1882 - Страниц: 226
...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...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... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1975 - Страниц: 1042
...looking on the happy autumn- fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first heam se windows. This heing so, they could not have re-fastened the sashes from the insid which reddens over one That sinks with all we love helow the verge ; So sad, BO fresh, the days that... | |
 | 1982 - Страниц: 348
...get old any more. Author Unknown Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather...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... | |
 | W. W. Robson, William Wallace Robson - 1984 - Страниц: 288
...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. Fresh as...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... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Gary Richard Thompson - 1984 - Страниц: 1572
...some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, the U.S."%@[ . which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that... | |
 | William E. Cain - 1984 - Страниц: 268
...gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. 51 Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That...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... | |
 | Richard Leppert - 1993 - Страниц: 352
...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. Fresh as...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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1995 - Страниц: 244
...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. 'Fresh...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... | |
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