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...over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others;...

...that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe ofhalf-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly...square So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. She ended with such passion that the tear, She sang of, shook and fell, an erring pearl Lost in her...

...'Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying cars, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering...love. Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more.' 20 'Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white; Nor waves...

...are no more. 10 Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign 'd On lips that are for others;...

...that are no more. Ah. sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly...love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the davs that are no more. Thus, although in a very curson' and imperfect manner,...

...consciously remember his version. 17 March 1957. Think of this when you come to write the end of the story: Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O...

...on your side. Ah, sad and strange, as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly...deep as love, Deep as first love and wild with all regrets; O Death in Life, the days that are no more. The wintry wind blows away the snow And knocks...

...that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly...love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more. This eventually became one of the lyrics sung to The Princess,...

...There in the East: how kings were born and died, 29Given unto lips that never shall be his: Compare "Dear as remembered kisses after death,/ And sweet...hopeless fancy feigned,/ On lips that are for others," in Tennyson's "Tears, Idle Tears." 3QThe man who wrote this: The proximate author of the compilation...