 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 as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days...  The Princess, Maud, Locksley Hall, and The Talking Oak - Page 69by Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1882 - 339 pagesFull view - About this book
 | 1848 - 744 pages
...tears, I know not what they mean, Tears, from the depth of some divine despair, Rise in the heart, aud gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others... | |
 | 1848 - 620 pages
...idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the henrt, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields,...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet ns those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others... | |
 | 1848 - 614 pages
...all cares to kill Is to give them — No surrender ! DAYS THAT ARE NO MORE. BY TENNYBON. Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean ; Tears from the...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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - 180 pages
...elbows : on a tripod in the midst A fragrant flame rose, and before us glow'd Fruit, viand, blossom, and amber wine and gold. Then she ' Let some one sing...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. " Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - 186 pages
...fledged with music :', and a maid, Of those beside her, smote her harp, and sang : i " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth...so strange, the days that are no more. ) " Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd \ On lips that are for... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1848 - 610 pages
...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...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others... | |
 | Truth-seeker and present age - 1849 - 540 pages
...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...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy fcign'd On lips that are for others... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 438 pages
...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; go sad, so strange, the days that arc no mon. Dear as remembered kisses after... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 196 pages
...let us down and rest:' and we Down from the lean and wrinkled precipices, By every coppice-feather'd chasm and cleft, Dropt thro' the ambrosial gloom to...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. " Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 462 pages
...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...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered ktaees after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others... | |
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