 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...  Sayings and Doings of the General Meeting - Page xxiv1859 - 300 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Conduct of life - 1857 - 904 pages
...what they mean, Tears fiom the depths 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. — TENNYSON. •SERVANT PLAGUE." BT J08KPII08. SUCH is the heading of an article in " Hall's Journal... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1858 - 350 pages
...despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking on the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam...That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, BO fresh, the days that are no more. Tmnrrson. B EAUTIFUL POETRY for 1857— a selection of the choicest... | |
 | Augustus Woodbury - Etiquette - 1858 - 276 pages
...beam glittering on a sail, That brings onr friends up from the under world, THE YOUNG MAN AT HOME. 81 Sad as the last, which reddens over one, That sinks,...verge : So sad, so fresh the days that are no more 1" Believe me, these remembrances are to all of us a saving power in this heated and exciting city... | |
 | Augustus Woodbury - History - 1858 - 252 pages
...in the old churchyard which contains the mortal part of those whom they have once known and loved. " Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the under world, Sad as the last, which reddens over one, That sinks, with all we love, below the verge... | |
 | Augustus Woodbury - Etiquette - 1858 - 280 pages
...in the old churchyard which contains the mortal part of those whom they have once known and loved. " Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the under world, Sad as the last, which reddens over one, That sinks, with all we love, below the verge... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - American poetry - 1858 - 332 pages
...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. 244 Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - American poetry - 1858 - 388 pages
...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. 244 Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad... | |
 | Literature - 1859 - 594 pages
...after death And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others — * • • • Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld. Wo do not instance this as direct imitation, but only as showing the tendency of young Bulwer to employ... | |
 | 1867 - 878 pages
...they mean, Tears from the depths of some divine despair Eisc in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking...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,... | |
 | Peter Bayne - Authors, English - 1860 - 432 pages
...what they mean, Tears from the depths of some divine despair Rise in the heart and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking...glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the under world, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge So... | |
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