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" The broken sheds look'd sad and strange : Unlifted was the clinking latch ; Weeded and worn the ancient thatch Upon the lonely moated grange. She only said, ' My life is dreary, He Cometh not... "
The poetical works of Alfred Tennyson - 12 ページ
Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) 著 - 1872
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The Museum of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, 第 21 巻

Robert Walsh, Eliakim Littell, John Jay Smith - 1832 - 648 ページ
...solitude ! •' Mariana in tliu mofiied grange." Measure for Measure. With bladest moss the flower-pots Were thickly crusted, one and all, The rusted nails fell from the knots That held the peach to the garden wall. The broken sheds look'd sad and strange, Unlifted was the clinking latch, Weeded and worn...

The Republic of Letters: A Selection, in Poetry and Prose, from the ..., 第 4 巻

Alexander Whitelaw - 1835 - 476 ページ
...peach to the garden wnll. The broken sheds look'd sad and strange, Unlifted was the clinking hitch, Weeded and worn the ancient thatch, Upon the lonely...said *' My life is dreary, He cometh not," she .said : She said, '* I am aweary, aweary ; I would that I were dead !" Her tears fell with the dews at even,...

The Moral and Intellectual School Book: Containing Instructions for Reading ...

William Martin - 1838 - 368 ページ
...earliest promise of his genius.] EXTRACT FROM TENNYSON. MARIANA. With blackest moss the flower plots Were thickly crusted, one and all ; The rusted nails fell from the knots That held the peach to the garden wall. The broken sheds looked sad and strange, Unlifted was the clinking latch, Weeded and worn...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 ページ
...humility, Perforce, like those whom Gideon schooled with hriars. N n 2 W1TH blackest moss the flower plots Were thickly crusted, one and all ; The rusted nails fell from the knots That held the peach to the garden wall . The broken sheds looked sad and strange, Unlifted was the clinking latch, Weeded and...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 ページ
...humility, Perforce, like those whom Gideon schooled with briars. WITH blackest moss the flower plots Were thickly crusted, one and all ; The rusted nails fell from the knots That held the peach to the garden wall. The broken sheds looked sad and strange, Unlifted was the clinking latch, Weeded and worn...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 ページ
...The hroken sheds looked sad and strange, Unlifted was the clinking latch, Weeded and worn the aneient thatch Upon the lonely moated grange. She only said, " My life is dreary, He cometh not," she said ; She said, " I am aweary, aweary, — I would that I were dead !" Her tears fell with the dews at...

Selections from the British Poets, 第 2 巻

1840 - 368 ページ
...wife of mine The best of all that's not divine ! ALFRED TENNYSON. WITH blackest moss the flower-plots Were thickly crusted, one and all ; The rusted nails...held the peach to the garden-wall. The broken sheds looked sad and strange, Unlifted was the clinking latch, Weeded and worn the ancient thatch Upon the...

Poems, 第 1 巻

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 ページ
...MARIANA. " Mariana in the moated grange."—Mcatturf for Measure I. WITH blackest moss the flower-plots Were thickly crusted, one and all, The rusted nails...said " My life is dreary, He cometh not," she said ; She said " I am aweary, aweary ; It. Her tears fell with the dews at even ; Her tears fell ere the...

The Christian Teacher, 第 4 巻

1842 - 538 ページ
...stirring and picturesque of his poems, " the Bridal of Triermain." " With blackest moss the flower-plots Were thickly crusted, one and all ; The rusted nails...said, ' My life is dreary, He cometh not,' she said ; She said, ' I am a-weary, a-weary ; I would that I were dead !' 2. " Her tears fell with the dews...

The London University Magazine, 第 1 巻

1842 - 416 ページ
...glimmer'd through the doors, Old footsteps trod the upper floors, Old voices call'd her from without. She only said, ' my life is dreary, He cometh not,'...' I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead 1' The sparrow's chirrup on the roof, The slow clock ticking, and the sound Which to the wooing wind aloof...




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