 | 1848 - 744 pagina’s
...by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret ; O Death in Life, the days that are no more. This song is too tender and passionate for the approbation of the heroic Princess, " Prselia virgo dura... | |
 | 1848 - 620 pagina’s
...by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more.' — p. 66. In narrative and dramatic poems each part depends greatly for its full effect on what goes... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - 186 pagina’s
...by hopeless fancy feign'd \ On lips that are for others; deep as love, iDeep as first love, and wild with all regret ; O Death in Life, the days that are no more." She ended with such passion that the tear, She sang of, shook and fell, an erring pearl Lost in her... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 462 pagina’s
...by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret: O Death in Life, the days that are no more. Thus, although in a very cursory and imperfect manner, I have endeavoured to convey to you my conception... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 300 pagina’s
...by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret ; O Death in Life, the days that are no more." She ended with such passion that the tear, She sang of, shook and fell, an erring pearl Lost in her... | |
 | Mrs. J. Thayer - 1853 - 144 pagina’s
...by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others ; deep as love. Deep as first-love, and wild with all regret ; O, Death in Life, the days that are no more. Contemplation. HE, who, awakened to the inward exercise of thought, delights to build up an inner world... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 468 pagina’s
...grows a glimmering square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Deep as first love, and wild with all regret ; O Death in Life, the days that are no more." She ended with such passion that the tear, She sang of, shook and fell, an erring pearl Lost in her... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1854 - 348 pagina’s
...hopeless Fancy feigned On lips that are for others ; deep as Love — Deep as first Love — and wild with all regret — O Death in Life, the days that are no more, The damsel with the harp who Ended with such passion, that the tear She sang of shook and fell, an... | |
 | C H. H - 1856 - 338 pagina’s
...Tennyson's words, and when she ceased, he heard Ion repeat in a low tone , " ' Deep as flrst love, and wild with all regret, O Death in Life, the days that are no more l' Death in Life indeed," he added bitterly. " No, Ion, your past should live in the light of a brighter... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1856 - 660 pagina’s
...by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret ; O Death in Life, the days that are no more. Canto 7. weet is every sound, Sweeter thy vojce, but every sound is sweet ; • Myriads of rivulets... | |
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On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more. 
