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
 | James Comper Gray - 1879 - Страниц: 398
...despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking on the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam...our friends up from the under-world, Sad as the last which reddens over me. That sinks with all we love below the verge, So sad, so fresh, the days that... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - Страниц: 1124
...PRINCESS" TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Eise a soft and purple mist, Like a vaporous amethyst,...air-dissolved star, Mingling light and fragrance, under world ; Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge, —... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1881 - Страниц: 76
...with music. MAID (sings). SONG. 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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1881 - Страниц: 76
...with music. MAID (sings). . SONG. 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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1881 - Страниц: 76
...with music. MAID (sings). SONG. 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... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - Страниц: 1138
...HOLMES. ТЛЕ DAYS THAT ARE No MORE. TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth 4 which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that... | |
 | 1881 - Страниц: 200
...HOWELLS. 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...glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the under world, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge, So... | |
 | 1881 - Страниц: 520
...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 under-world, 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 - 1881 - Страниц: 586
...the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on ihe liappy Autuinn-tieUU, And thinking of the ilays that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering...our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddeus over one Tliat sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that... | |
 | Evan Daniel - 1881 - Страниц: 420
...play, There was their Dacian mother— he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday. — Byron. i. 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... | |
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