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" With half-dropt eyelid still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the long bright river drawing slowly His waters from the purple hill — To hear the dewy echoes calling From cave to cave thro... "
From Berlin to Bagdad and Babylon - Page 391
by John Augustine Zahm - 1922 - 528 pages
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Poems, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 pages
...beds of amaranth and moly, How sweet (while warm airs lull us, blowing lowly,) With half-dropt eyelids still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the...the dewy echoes calling From cave to cave thro' the thick-twined vine— To hear the emerald-colour'd water falling Thro' many a wov'n acanthus-wreath...
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Littell's Living Age, Volume 109

1871 - 878 pages
...criticised and condemned are those which, after extolling the sweetness of lying, with dropt eyelids, " To watch the long bright river drawing slowly His waters from the purple hill," announce (ironically on the poet's part) the practical conclusion : " We have had enough of action,...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 pages
...beds of amaranth and moly, How sweet (while warm airs lull us, blowing lowly,) With half-dropt eyelids still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the...the purple hill — To hear the dewy echoes calling Prom cave to cave thro' the thick-twined vine — To hear the emerald-colour'd water falling Thro'...
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Poems, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 252 pages
...of amaranth and moly, How sweet (while, warm airs lull us, blowing lowly,) With half-dropt eyelids still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the...the dewy echoes calling From cave to cave thro' the thick-twined vine — To hear the emerald-colour'd water falling Thro' many a wov'n acanthus-wreath...
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The Guardian, Volume 30

1879 - 442 pages
...in a half-dream ; ****** How sweet (while warm airs lull us, blowing lowly) With half-dropt eyelids still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the...To hear the dewy echoes calling From cave to cave through the thick-twined rine — To watch the emerald-color'd water falling Through many a wov'n acanthus-wreath...
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Poems, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 276 pages
...(while warm airs lull us, blowing lowly,) With half-dropt eyelids still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, His waters from the purple hill — To hear the dewy echoes calling From cave to cave through the thick-twined vine — To hear the emerald-colored water falling Through many a woven acanthus-wreath...
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Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art, Volumes 9-10

John Sartain, Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1851 - 1054 pages
...of amaranth and moly, How sweet (while warm airs lull us, blowing lowly), With half-dropped eyelids still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the long, bright river, drawing slowly Hie waters from the purple hill; To hear the dewy echoes calling From CRTO to care through the thick-twined...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 404 pages
...beds of amaranth and moly, How sweet (while warm airs lull us, blowing lowly) With half-dropt eyelids still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the...river drawing slowly His waters from the purple hill — L 2 To hear the dewy echoes calling From cave to cave thro' the thick-twined vine — To watch...
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Poems, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 286 pages
...(while warm airs lull us, blowing lowly,) With half-dropt eyelids still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, His waters from the purple hill — To hear the dewy echoes calling From cave to cave through the thick-twined vine — To hear the emerald-colored water falling Through many a woven acanthus-wreath...
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Poems, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 284 pages
...lull us, blowing lowly,) With half-dropt eyelids still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, His \vaters from the purple hill — To hear the dewy echoes calling From cave to cave through the thick-twined vine — To hear the emerald-colored water falling Through many a woven acanthus-wreath...
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