 looking on the happy Autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. 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  Pennsylvania School Journal - Página 5081902Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | John Rolfe - 1867 - 404 páginas
...some divine despair Eise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as...which reddens 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... | |
 | Peter Bayne - 1867 - 432 páginas
...some divine despair Rise in the heart and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as...glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the under world, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge So... | |
 | Robert Hall Baynes - 1878 - 670 páginas
...Read the following passage, for instance, from Tennyson—one of the sweetest ever penned by man:— " Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That...brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the laat which reddens over one That sinks with all we love bjlow the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days... | |
 | Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1867 - 802 páginas
...thoughts in the scarcely less beautiful lines,— Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That bringe our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last...reddens over one ,„ That sinks with all we love below the verge. Seeing that life is mainly made up of partings, it is no wonder that we dwell with... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1867 - 824 páginas
...Tears from the depths of some divine despair Kise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In louking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. 0 Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad... | |
 | Ersilia - 1867 - 420 páginas
...Tears from the depth of some divine despair, Rise from the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking at the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more 1" " Pretty enough words, but very triste." " Beautiful words!" answered Ersilia. " Yes, it is certainly... | |
 | Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868 - 458 páginas
...to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. 5 ' Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That...which reddens over one, That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. 10 ' Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer... | |
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1868 - 340 páginas
...they mean; Tears, from the depth of some divine despair, Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Too oft is a smile but the hypocrite's wile, TENNYSON. To mask detestation or fear; Give me the soft... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1868 - 794 páginas
...they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn fields, And thinking, of the days that are no more. The Princess.. Canto iv. Unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square. Ibid. Canto... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1868 - 806 páginas
...they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. The Princess. Canto iv. Unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square. IHJ. Canto iv.... | |
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