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" ... Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. "
The Princess: A Medley - หน้า 76
โดย Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 182 หน้า
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The Gentleman's Magazine, and Historical Chronicle, for the ..., เล่มที่ 183

1848 - 744 หน้า
...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 unto dying eyes The casement...after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret ;...

The Quarterly review, เล่มที่ 82

1848 - 620 หน้า
...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 unto dying eyes The casement...more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet ns those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love,...

The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, เล่มที่ 13

1848 - 614 หน้า
...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 unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square j So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as...

The Daguerreotype, เล่มที่ 2

1848 - 572 หน้า
...unto dying eyes The casement slowly grates a glimmering square; So sad, so strange, the days that arc no more. " ' Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy fcign'd On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O...

Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, เล่มที่ 13

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1848 - 610 หน้า
...that are no more. Ah ! sad and strange, as, in dark summer dawna, The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others...

The Truth-seeker in philosophy, literature, and religion, ed. by ..., เล่มที่ 1

Truth-seeker and present age - 1849 - 540 หน้า
...that are no more. Ah, sad and strange, as, in dark summer dawn», The earlicst pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy fcign'd On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret ;...

Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art, เล่มที่ 7

Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 438 หน้า
...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 u glimmering sqnare; go sad, so strange, the days that arc no mon. Dear as remembered kisses after...

Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art, เล่มที่ 7

Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 462 หน้า
...days that arc no more. Ah, sad and straego as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered ktaees after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others...

Poems, เล่มที่ 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 290 หน้า
...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...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. " Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others;...

Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 300 หน้า
...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...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. " Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others...




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