 | 1848 - 744 pagina’s
...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 dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pagina’s
...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...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 kisses after... | |
 | 1848 - 620 pagina’s
...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 dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
 | 472 pagina’s
...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 ; So fiid, so strange,... | |
 | 1848 - 614 pagina’s
...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 dawns, The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
 | 1848 - 572 pagina’s
...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 pagina’s
...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 dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1848 - 610 pagina’s
...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... | |
 | Truth-seeker and present age - 1849 - 540 pagina’s
...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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 290 pagina’s
...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...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 kisses after... | |
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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. 
