 She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, 'She is near, she is near;' And the white rose weeps, 'She is late;' The larkspur listens, 'I hear, I hear;' And the lily whispers, 'I wait.  The Modern Student's Book of English Literature - Strana 618autor/autoři: Harry Morgan Ayres, Frederick Morgan Padelford - 1924 - 898 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | 1856 - 542 str.
...of the Beloved One, and after the lily whispers, " I wait," come the rejoicing words of the lover. " She is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever so...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red." W« do not remember a garden scene in poetry that surpasses this for delicacy and beauty, and for the... | |
 | 1855 - 724 str.
...She is near, she is near ;* And the white rose weeps, 'She la late ;* The larkspur listens, ' I bear, I hear ;' And the lily whispers, ' I wait.' She is...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. Maud comes forth to meet her lover : her brother and the " new made lord" surprise them, and the tale... | |
 | 1855 - 498 str.
...cries, ' She is near, she is near '' And the white rose weeps, ' She is late ;' The larkspur listens, ' I hear, I hear ;' And the lily whispers, ' I wait.'...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red." The Married Life of Pachel, Lady Bussett. By M. Guizot. (London, Bosworth.) This little work is a translation... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1855 - 440 str.
...the following will be the Scale of Charges: — sd Under 20 words 2 6 For every 10 words above 20 0 6 She is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever so...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. LOVE'S REVENGE. I HAVE led her home, my love, my only friend. There is none like her, none. And never... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1858 - 420 str.
...cries, " She is near, she is near;" And the white rose weeps, " She is late;" The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear ;" And the lily whispers, " I wait."...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. Alfred Tennyson. SHE'S GONE TO DWELL IN HEAVEN. SHE'S gone to dwell in heaven, my lassie. She's gone... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - 526 str.
...cries, " She is near, she is near ;" And the white rose weeps, " She is late ;" The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear ;" And the lily whispers, " I wait."...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. BRYAN WALLER PROCTOR. "BARRY CORNWALL." 1787. " English Songs.^ 1832.] How many Summers, love, Have... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - 552 str.
...cries, " She is near, she is near ;" And the white rose weeps, " She is late ;" The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear ;" And the lily whispers, " I wait."...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. BRYAN WALLER PROCTOR. "BAKBY CORNWALL." 1787. ["Engfah Songs." 1832.] THE POET'S SONG TO HIS WIFE.... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 364 str.
..." She is late ; " The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear ; " And the lily whispers, " I wait. " 11. She is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever so...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. XXIII. 1. " THE feult was mine, the fault was mine " — Why am I sitting here so stunn'd and still,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1863 - 468 str.
...weeps, ' She is late ;' The larkspur listens, ' I hear, I hear ;' And the lily whispers, ' I wait.' . IL She is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever so...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. XXII. !• ' THE fault was mine, the fault was mine ' — Why am I sitting here so stunn'd and still,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1868 - 520 str.
...She is late -, ' The larkspur listens, ' I hear, I hear ; ' And the lily whispers, ' I wait.' • II. She is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever so...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. I XXIII. ' THE fault was mine, the fault was mine ' — Why am I sitting here so stunn'd and still,... | |
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