 | 1859 - 1028 páginas
...fondre au bord des paupières en larmes mélancoliques : TearB, idle tears, I know not what tbey mcan, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in...fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Cette froideur e\quise pénètre tous les poèmes d'Alfred Tennyson. Ne croyez pas cependant que l'émotion... | |
 | 1859 - 528 páginas
...tha earth, earthy. What I am about to read is from his last long poem, "The Princess:" Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth...divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eves, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the... | |
 | William Allingham - 1860 - 316 páginas
...love indeed, who quake to say they love. SIR PHILIP SIDNEY. SONG. [FROM " THE PRINCESS."] TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean. Tears from the depth...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 under world, Sad... | |
 | Peter Bayne - 1860 - 432 páginas
...not the prostration of grief. " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depths 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. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 366 páginas
...minutes fledged with music ; " and a maid, Of those beside her, smote her harp, and sang. " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth...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 glittering on a... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 376 páginas
...minutes fledged with music ; " and a maid, Of those beside her, smote her harp, and sang. " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean. Tears from the depth...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 glittering on a... | |
 | 1861 - 356 páginas
...tears of the mourners of this. WHITTIEE. Tears are the noble language of the eye. HEERIUK. Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the hcart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 698 páginas
...minutes fledged with music ; " and a maid, Of those beside her, smote her harp, and sang. " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth...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 glittering on a... | |
 | Henry Southgate - 1862 - 774 páginas
...sad my fancy views, — • Visions of long-departed joys. W, JÎ. Spenser, PAST DAYS. Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean. Tears from the depth...heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking on the days that aro no moro. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1863 - 468 páginas
...minutes fledged with music ; " and a maid, Of those beside her, smote her harp, and sang : " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth...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 glittering on a... | |
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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... 
