 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.  Dwight's Journal of Music - Pagina 74geredigeerd door - 1853Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | 1867 - 878 pagina’s
...GROVE. "Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depths of some divine despair Eisc 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... | |
 | Peter Bayne - 1860 - 432 pagina’s
...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,... | |
 | 1861 - 144 pagina’s
...unto me My life is gently waning to its evening: calm, THE DAYS THAT ARE NO MORE. TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean. Tears from the depth of some divine despair Kise in the heart, and gather in the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn field, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 366 pagina’s
...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 of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the... | |
 | 1861 - 356 pagina’s
...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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 376 pagina’s
...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 of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the... | |
 | Henry Southgate - 1862 - 774 pagina’s
...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 of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking on the... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 698 pagina’s
...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 of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the... | |
 | Chambers's journal - 1863 - 432 pagina’s
...hear in this world, and I am a child once more by the side of the unchangeful sea. 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, whenever this odour greets me, and even Latin Terse refuses... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1863 - 468 pagina’s
...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 of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the... | |
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