 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 páginas
...dying, dying, dying. Oh, hark, oh, hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! Oh, sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland...love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river; Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow,... | |
 | 1853 - 846 páginas
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 | Robert Bailey Thomas - 1893 - 618 páginas
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 | 430 páginas
...And thinner, clearer, farther going ! Oh ! sweet and far, from cliff and scar, The horns of Elunnd faintly blowing ! Blow ! let us hear the purple glens...Blow, bugle ! answer, echoes ! dying, dying, dying ! The prolonged echoes of the bugle gave the idea of an organ played in a lofty-vaulted cathedral ;... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 196 páginas
...echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, 0 hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! 0 sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland...Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. 0 love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river : Our echoes roll from soul... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 422 páginas
...echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland...love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river : Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle,... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1851 - 332 páginas
...dying, dying, dying. Oh hark! oh hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going; Oh sweet and far from cliff and scar, The horns of Elfland...replying, Blow Bugle, answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. Oh love, they die in yon rich sky! They faint on hill, on field, on river; Our echoes roll from soul... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 páginas
...dying, dying, dying. Oh, hark ! oh, hear ! how thin and clear And thinner, clearer, farther going! Oh ! sweet and far, from cliff and scar The horns of Elf-land faintly blowing. Blow, let us hear the pnrple glens replying, Blow, bugle, answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. 0 love, they die on yon rich... | |
 | 1852 - 252 páginas
...dying, dying, dying 1 " Oh hark ! oh hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going 1 Oh sweet and far, from cliff and scar, The horns of Elfland...Blow, bugle ! answer, echoes ! dying, dying, dying ! " Oh love, they die in your rich sky ! They faint on hill, on field, on river : Our echoes roll from... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 580 páginas
...dying, dying, dying. Oh, hark ! oh, hear ! how thin and clear And thinner clearer, farther going ! Oh ! sweet and far, from cliff and scar The horns of Elf-land...replying, Blow, bugle, answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. 0 love, they die on yon rich sky, They faint on hill, on field, on river ; Our echoes roll from soul... | |
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O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. 
