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" 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 below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that... "
A household book of English poetry, selected with notes by R.C. Trench - 381 ページ
編集 - 1868
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Our Poetical Favorites: A Selection from the Best Minor Poems of the English ...

1881 - 494 ページ
...gather to the eyes, In 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...verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. SWEET ARE THE ROSY MEMORIES. 22$ Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened...

The Fireside Encyclopaedia of Poetry: Comprising the Best Poems of the Most ...

Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - 1002 ページ
...gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. • Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears,...

The Princess of Alfred Tennyson: Re-cast as a Drama

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1881 - 63 ページ
...gather to the eyes, In 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...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,...

The Princess of Alfred Tennyson Re-cast as a Drama

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1881 - 63 ページ
...gather to the eyes, In 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...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,...

The Grammar, History, and Derivation of the English Language

Evan Daniel - 1881 - 383 ページ
...play, There was their Dacian mother— he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday. — Byron. i. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That...verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. — Tennyson. lt. One sun by day — by night ten thousand shine. I. Friend. Master Caperwit, before...

The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1881 - 426 ページ
...gather to the eyes, In 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...all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the Cays that are no more. "Ah, sad and strange as in dark summei dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd...

Harper's Cyclopædia of British and American Poetry

Epes Sargent - 1881 - 958 ページ
...thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings onr e i , Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakeued birds To dying ears,...

The works of Alfred Tennyson. With 25 illustr

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1881
...the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. ' Kresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings...which reddens over one That sinks with all we love Ixlow the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. ' Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer...

Selections in Verse

1881 - 187 ページ
...more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the under world, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks...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,...

The Princess, Maud, Locksley Hall, and The Talking Oak

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1882 - 339 ページ
...gather to the eyes, In 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...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-awaken'd birds To dying ears,...




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