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" Where all should pause, as is most meet for all? A soft air fans the cloud apart; there comes A glimpse of that dark world where I was born. Once more the old mysterious glimmer steals From thy pure brows, and from thy shoulders pure, And bosom beating... "
Blackwood's Magazine - الصفحة 569
1864
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...glimmer steals From thy pure brows and from thy shoulders pure And bosom beating with a heart renewed. Thy cheek begins to redden thro' the gloom, Thy sweet...from their loosen'd manes, And beat the twilight into flukes of fire. fitjjonus. 159 Ast indignantes iris ultricibus Horae Torserunt viresque meas minuere...

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...all ? A soft air fans the cloud apart ; there comes A glimpse of that dark world where I was born. Once more the old mysterious glimmer steals From thy...slowly close to mine, Ere yet they blind the stars, and that wild team Which love thee, yearning for thy yoke, arise, And shake the darkness from their loosen'd...

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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861
...glimmer steals From thy pure brows, and from thy shoulders pure, And bosom beating with a heart renew'd. Thy cheek begins to redden thro' the gloom, Thy sweet...slowly close to mine, Ere yet they blind the stars, and that wild team Which love thee, yearning for thy yoke, arise, And shake the darkness from their loosen'd...

Macphail's Edinburgh ecclesiastical journal and literary review, المجلدات 29-30

1861
...glimmer steals From thy pure brows, and from thy shoulders pure, And bosom beating with a heart renew'd. Thy cheek begins to redden thro' the gloom, Thy sweet...slowly close to mine, Ere yet they blind the stars, and that wild team Which love thee, yearning for thy yoke, arise, And shake the darkness from their loosened...

the poetical works of alfred tennyson

alfred tennyson - 1862
...glimmer steals From thy pure brows, and from thy shoulders pure, And bosom beating with a heart renew'd. Thy cheek begins to redden thro' the gloom, Thy sweet...close to mine, Ere yet they' blind the stars, and that wild team Which love thee, yearning for thy yoke, arise, And shake the darkness from their loosen'd...

Enoch Arden &c

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1864 - عدد الصفحات: 204
...glimmer steals From thy pure brows, and from thy shoulders pure, And bosom beating with a heart renew'd. Thy cheek begins to redden thro' the gloom, Thy sweet...manes, And beat the twilight into flakes of fire. . Lo ! ever thus thou growest beautiful In silence, then before thine answer given Departest, and thy...

Enoch Arden

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1864 - عدد الصفحات: 178
...glimmer steals From thy pure brows, and from thy shoulders pure, And bosom beating with a heart renew'd. Thy cheek begins to redden thro' the gloom, Thy sweet...manes, And beat the twilight into flakes of fire. Lo ! ever thus thou growest beautiful In silence, then before thine answer given Departest, and thy...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, المجلد 96

1864
...steals From thy pure brows, and from thy shoal' ders pare, And bosom beating with a heart renew'd. Tby cheek begins to redden thro' the gloom. Thy sweet...brighten slowly close to mine, Ere yet they blind tho stars, aad the wild team Which love thee, yearning for thy yoke, arise, And shake the darkness...

Enoch Arden, &c

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1864 - عدد الصفحات: 204
...g-Srma- steal? From thy pore brows, and from thj- dtouVdeis pore, And bosom beating widi a bean renew'd. Thy cheek begins to redden thro' the gloom, Thy sweet eyes brighten slowly dose to mine, Ere yet they blind the stars, and the wild team Which love thee, yearning for thy yoke,...

The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate, Etc ..., المجلد 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1866
...glimmer steals From thy pure brows, and from thy shoulders pure, And bosom beating with a heart renew'd. Thy cheek begins to redden thro' the gloom, Thy sweet...manes, And beat the twilight into flakes of fire. Lo ! ever thus thou growest beautiful In silence, then before thine answer given Departest, and thy...




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