 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...  History of English literature, tr. by H. van Laun - Página 526de Hippolyte Adolphe Taine - 1871Visualização completa - Sobre este livro
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 366 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...Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. " Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 376 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...Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. " Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad,... | |
 | 1861 - 356 páginas
...tears of the mourners of this. WHITTIEE. Tears are the noble language of the eye. HEERIUK. Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the hcart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that... | |
 | 1861 - 144 páginas
...whispers unto me My life is gently waning to its evening: calm, THE DAYS THAT ARE NO MORE. TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean. Tears from the depth of some divine despair Kise in the heart, and gather in the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn field, And thinking of the... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 698 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...Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. " Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad... | |
 | Henry Southgate - 1862 - 774 páginas
...sad my fancy views, — • Visions of long-departed joys. W, JÎ. Spenser, PAST DAYS. Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean. Tears from the depth...In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking on the days that aro no moro. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1863 - 468 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...Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. " Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad... | |
 | Chambers's journal - 1863 - 432 páginas
...more hear in this world, and I am a child once more by the side of the unchangeful sea. Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean — tears from the...despair, rise in the heart and gather to the eyes, whenever this odour greets me, and even Latin Terse refuses to perform its critical function. ' There... | |
 | 1863 - 888 páginas
...world, and I am a child once more by the side of the uncharigeful sea. Tears, idle tears, I know nui what they mean — tears from the depth of some divine...despair, rise in the heart and gather to the eyes, whenever this odour greets mcC and even Latin verserefuses to purform its critical function. 306 307... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1864 - 714 páginas
...parted, each retiring to his state-room for repose. CHAPTEE XII. THE STORY OF ESTELLE. "Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth...autumn-fields And thinking of the days that are no more." Tennyson. BALMY, bright, and beautiful broke the succeeding morning. Every passenger as he came on... | |
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