 | 1848 - 744 páginas
...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. Ah, sad...eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as... | |
 | 1848 - 620 páginas
...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. Ah, sad...eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet ns... | |
 | 472 páginas
...trial A ray of peace i» given, For many a low voice whispers now, " The Dearest is in Heaven." MET Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To (lying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a'glimmering square... | |
 | 1848 - 614 páginas
...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. Ah !...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... | |
 | 1848 - 572 páginas
...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. " ' 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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - 180 páginas
...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. " Ah,...eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. " Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1848 - 610 páginas
...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. 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... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 438 páginas
...underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over 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 pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows u glimmering sqnare;... | |
 | Truth-seeker and present age - 1849 - 540 páginas
...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. 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... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 462 páginas
...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 slowly grows a glimmering square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered ktaees after death, And sweet as... | |
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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. 
