 | Spencer Joshua Alwyne Compton Marquis of Northampton - 1837 - 448 str.
...heavy eyelids Alas for her that met me, That heard me softly call — Came glimmering thro' the laurels At the quiet even-fall, In the garden by the turrets Of the old Manorial Hall. Then the broad light glares and beats, And the sunk eye flits and fleets, And will not let me be. I... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1838 - 862 str.
...with doubt, 'Tis the blot upon the brain That will show itself without. Would the happy spirit descend In the chamber or the street, As she looks among the blest ; Should I fear to greet my friend, Or to ask her, " Take me, sweet. To the region of thy rest." But... | |
 | 1855 - 724 str.
...like shame. Alas for her that met me, That heard me softly call, Came glimmering thro" the laurels At the quiet evenfall, In the garden by the turrets Of the old manorial ImlL Would the happy spirit descend. From the realms of light and song, In the chamber or the street,... | |
 | 1855 - 1428 str.
...shame. Alas for her that met me, That heard me sufily call, fame glimmering thro' the laurels At tLe quiet evenfall, In the garden by the turrets Of the...the chamber or the street, As she looks among the bleat. Should I fear to greet my friend Or to say, * forgive the wrong,' Or to ask her, * take me,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 180 str.
...thro' the laurels At the quiet evenfall, In the garden by the turrets Of the old manorial hall. 12. Would the happy spirit descend, From the realms of...chamber or the street, As she looks among the blest, Should I fear to greet my friend Or to say 'forgive the wrong,' Or to ask her, ' take me, sweet, To... | |
 | 1855 - 1416 str.
...glimmering thro' the laurels At tl.e quiet crenfull, In the garden by the turrets Of the old manorial halt Would the happy spirit descend. From the realms of...chamber or the street. As she looks among the blest. Should I fear to greet my friend Or to say, * forgive the wrong,' Or to ask her, 'take me, sweet, To... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 180 str.
...evenfall, In the garden by the turrets Of the old manorial hall. 12. Would the happy spirit descend, Prom the realms of light and song, In the chamber or the street, As she looks among the blest, Should I fear to greet my friend Or to say ' forgive the wrong,' Or to ask her,' take me, sweet, To... | |
 | 1855 - 714 str.
...summed up : — " Alas for her that met me. That heard me softly call, Came glimmering thro' the laurels At the quiet evenfall, In the garden by the turrets Of the old manorial hall." The lover goes mad, and raves at the society in which he has lived. He recovers, but Maud comes no... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 436 str.
...like shame. 11. Alas for her that met me, That heard me softly call, Came glimmering thro' the laurels At the quiet evenfall, In the garden by the turrets Of the old manorial hall. 12. Would the happy spirit descend, From the realms of light and song, In the chamber or the street,... | |
 | 1855 - 684 str.
...summed up : — " Alas for her that met me, That hoard me softly call. Came glimmering thro' the laurels At the quiet evenfall, In the garden by the turrets Of the old manorial hall." The lover goes mad, and raves at the society in which he has lived. He recovers, but Maud comes no... | |
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Would the happy spirit descend, From the realms of light and song, In the chamber or the street, As she looks among the blest, Should I fear to greet my friend Or to say 'Forgive the wrong... 
