 Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let...  Common School Readings: Containing New Selections in Prose and Poetry for ... - Page 222by John Swett - 1868 - 230 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - Juvenile Nonfiction - 2003 - 60 pages
...hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us...glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dvin^, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, Thev faint on hill or field or river: Our echoes roll... | |
 | Alfred Alvarez - Language Arts & Disciplines - 2005 - 136 pages
...comment on the last stanza of an otherwise innocent and rather beautiful nature lyric by Tennyson: O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill...roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. 8o "The Victorian could never reconcile himself to finishing a poem without speaking about the soul,... | |
 | Gerhard Joseph - Literary Criticism - 1992 - 300 pages
...endless life in an answering nature and in the ears of distant auditors: O love, they [the echoes] die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or...river: Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. (11. 13-16) To the extent that echo is nature's correspondent instrument to... | |
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