Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dwight's Journal of Music - Pagina 74geredigeerd door - 1853Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
| Oriental Club of Philadelphia - 1894 - 304 pagina’s
...remarks that the words of Ecclesiastes have been expounded by TENNYSON, when he says in The Princess : Ah sad and strange, as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakeued birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
| Henry Augustin Beers - 1894 - 328 pagina’s
...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-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
| Kenyon West - 1895 - 588 pagina’s
...over one 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 of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when to dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are... | |
| Kenyon West - 1895 - 614 pagina’s
...one 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 of half-a waken 'd birds To dying ears, when to dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
| Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1895 - 810 pagina’s
...one 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 of balf-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
| Edgar Allan Poe, Edmund Clarence Stedman, George Edward Woodberry - 1895 - 380 pagina’s
...one 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 of half -awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1896 - 154 pagina’s
...sinks with all we love below the verge, — So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. 3° " Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd bjrds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square,— So sad,... | |
| Augusta Jane Evans - 1896 - 588 pagina’s
...how gayly she had sometimes swung them over Brindle's horns, when she went out to milk her. " Ah ! sad and strange, as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
| Charles Dudley Warner - 1896 - 630 pagina’s
...one 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 of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1896 - 206 pagina’s
...'That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. 30 "Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakeu'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square;... | |
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