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" 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. Fresh as the first beam glittering on... "
Twelve Centuries of English Poetry and Prose - Página 584
1910
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The Gentleman's Magazine, and Historical Chronicle, for the ..., Volumen 183

1848
...tears, I know not what they mean, Tears, from the depth of some divine despair, Rise in the heart, aud gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields...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...
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The Quarterly review, Volumen 82

1848
...idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the henrt, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields,...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...
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The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Volumen 13

1848
...all cares to kill Is to give them — No surrender ! DAYS THAT ARE NO MORE. BY TENNYBON. Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean ; Tears from the...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...
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The Daguerreotype, Volumen 2

1848
...thinking of the days that arc no more. ', ' Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings oar friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which...that are no more. " ' Ah, sad and strange as in dark stammer dawns The earliest pipe of half aicaken'd birds To dying ears, taken unto dying eyes The casement...
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The Princess: A Medley

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - 164 páginas
...minutes 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...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...
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The Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volumen 13

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1848
...to kill Is to give them — No surrender ! DAYS THAT ARE NO MORE. BY TENNYSON. Tears, idle tears, 1 know not what they mean ; Tears from the depth of...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 slowly...
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The Truth-seeker in philosophy, literature, and religion, ed. by ..., Volumen 1

Truth-seeker and present age - 1849
...minutes ' lightlicr move.' The following exquisite melody is sung by one of her maids : ' Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth...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 slowly...
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Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art, Volumen 7

Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Sartain - 1850
...the earth, earthy. What I am about to read is from his last long poem, " The Princess:" Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth...one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sod, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 278 páginas
...minutes 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...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...
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POEMS

ALFRED TENNYSON - 1851
...minutes 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...underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinl^s with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. " Ah. sad and...
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