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" Yet hold me not for ever in thine East : How can my nature longer mix with thine ? Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up from those dim fields about... "
Blackwood's Magazine - الصفحة 569
1864
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Enoch Arden, Etc

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1865 - عدد الصفحات: 178
...cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkle J feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up from those dim fields about the homes Of...power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead. Eelease me, and restore me to the ground ; Thou seest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt...

Enoch Arden: &c

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1865 - عدد الصفحات: 128
...dead. Release me, and restore me to tlie' ground ; Thou seest all things, tliou wilt see my grave; O f Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I earth...forget these' empty courts, And thee returning on tliy silver -wheels. I THE VOYAGE. • i. WE left behind the painted buoy That tosses at the harbor-mouth...

Foliorum silvula, selections for translation into Latin and Greek verse, by ...

Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866
...me, cold are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam floats up from those dim fields about the homes of...empty courts, and thee returning on thy silver wheels. A. TENNYSON 933 TRUE WIT SOME to conceit alone their taste confine, and glittering thoughts struck...

Poems of Alfred Tennyson

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 639
...me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up from those dim fields about the homes Of...empty courts, And thee returning on thy silver wheels. THE VOYAGE. I. WE left behind the painted buoy That tosses at the harbor-mouth ; And madly danced our...

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

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1866
...feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up from those dim fields about the homei Of happy men that have the power to die, And grassy...my grave : Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; [ earth in earth forget these empty courts, And thce returning on thy silver wheels. IDYLLS OF THE...

Every Saturday: A Journal of Choice Reading

1867
...disease, our life attains its kindly natural pause. How Tithonus regrets the lot of " Happy men who have the power to die. And grassy barrows of the happier dead/' We remember the imagery of Lucretius, that he who has feasted at the banquet of life should be contented,...

Poems, المجلد 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1868 - عدد الصفحات: 879
...me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up from those dim fields about the homes Of...empty courts, And thee returning on thy silver wheels. THE VOYAGE. WE left behind the painted buoy That tosses at the harbor-mouth ; And madly danced our...

Enoch Arden

Alfred Tennyson, D.C.L. - 1868
...me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up from those dim fields about the homes Of happy men that have the power to die, And grtissy barrows of the happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground; Thou seest all things,...

A Study of the Works of Alfred Tennyson, D.C.L., Poet Laureate

Edward Campbell Tainsh - 1868 - عدد الصفحات: 256
...It has all the chaste severity of a piece of sculpture, yet it can bring the tears into your eyes. " The homes Of happy men that have the power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead," haunts you just in proportion to the very reticence of emotion it displays. The poem is a sonata, and...

A household book of English poetry, selected with notes by R.C. Trench

Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868
...me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up from those dim fields about the homes Of happy men that have the power to die, 70 And grassy barrows of the happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground; Thou seest all...




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