 TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth 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...  The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate - Pagina 90door Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1881 - 426 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | 1848 - 744 pagina’s
...tears, I know not what they mean, Tears, from the depth of some divine despair, Rise in the heart, aud gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields...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 of half-awaken'd... | |
 | 1848 - 620 pagina’s
...idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the henrt, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields,...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 of half-awaken'd... | |
 | 1848 - 614 pagina’s
...— No surrender ! DAYS THAT ARE NO MORE. BY TENNYBON. Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean ; Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in...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 of half-awaken'd... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1848 - 610 pagina’s
...— No surrender ! DAYS THAT ARE NO MORE. BY TENNYSON. Tears, idle tears, 1 know not what they mean ; Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in...all we love, below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah ! sad and strange, as, in dark summer dawna, The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - 180 pagina’s
...maid, Of those beside her, smote her harp, and sang. " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in...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 of half-awaken'd... | |
 | Truth-seeker and present age - 1849 - 540 pagina’s
...following exquisite melody is sung by one of her maids : ' Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in...all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange, as, in dark summer dawn», The earlicst pipe of half-awakened... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 438 pagina’s
...to read is from his last long poem, " The Princess:" Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in...one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sod, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 462 pagina’s
...Princess:" Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Riso in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on...That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad ns the last which reddens over ono That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sud, so fresh, the... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 300 pagina’s
...maid, Of those beside her, smote her harp, and sang : " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in...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 of half-awakened... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 290 pagina’s
...maid, Of those beside her, smote her harp, and sang : " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in...underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinl^s with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. " Ah. sad and... | |
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