 | 1869 - Liczba stron: 1098
...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 the first beam...friends up from the under-world — Sad as the last that reddens over one That sinks, with all we love below its verge — So sad — BO fresh, the days... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1870 - Liczba stron: 208
...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 the first beam...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 dawns The earliest pipe... | |
 | William Moore - 1870 - Liczba stron: 104
...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 the first beam...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 dawns The earliest pipe... | |
 | Richard Chenevix Trench - 1870 - Liczba stron: 466
...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...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 dawns The earliest pipe... | |
 | 1871 - Liczba stron: 314
...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 the first beam...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 dawns The earliest pipe... | |
 | 1871 - Liczba stron: 210
...MORE. 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 the first beam...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 dawns The earliest pipe... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1872 - Liczba stron: 498
...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 the first beam...underworld, •Sad as the last which reddens over one nvhat sinks with all we love below the T verge ; *3o sad, so fresh, the days that are no J" more. 3o>"Ah,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - Liczba stron: 968
...despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of far, Happiest grasshoppers that are ; Theirs is but...summer's song, — Thine endures the winter long, Uni under world ; Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge, —... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1872 - Liczba stron: 304
...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 the first beam...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 dawns The earliest pipe... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1872 - Liczba stron: 186
...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 the first beam...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 dawns The earliest pipe... | |
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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... 
