 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 are no more.  Tennyson's The Princess - Strana 45autor/autoři: Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1900 - 185 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | 1848 - 744 str.
...over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest...square ; So 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... | |
 | 1848 - 620 str.
...over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest...square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet ns those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are... | |
 | 472 str.
...trial A ray of peace i» given, For many a low voice whispers now, " The Dearest is in Heaven." MET Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To (lying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a'glimmering square... | |
 | 1848 - 614 str.
...over one That sinks with all we love, below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah ! sad and strange, as, in dark summer dawns, The...eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square j So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - 186 str.
...over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. " Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest...; ' So 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... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1848 - 610 str.
...verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah ! sad and strange, as, in dark summer dawna, The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying...square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are... | |
 | Truth-seeker and present age - 1849 - 540 str.
...that are no more. Ah, sad and strange, as, in dark summer dawn», The earlicst pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy fcign'd On lips that are... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 438 str.
...over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sod, so fresh, the days 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 grows u glimmering sqnare;... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 462 str.
...days that arc no more. Ah, sad and straego as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered ktaees after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 290 str.
...over one That sinl^s with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days 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 grows a glimmering square... | |
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