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" 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 that are no more. "
Palgrave's Golden Treasury of Songs and Lyrics: Book first (Elizabethan period). - Page 64
by Francis Turner Palgrave - 1921 - 142 pages
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The Gentleman's Magazine, and Historical Chronicle, for the Year ..., Volume 183

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 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...
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The Quarterly review, Volume 82

1848 - 620 pages
...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, 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...
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The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Volume 13

1848 - 614 pages
...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 a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as...
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The Daguerreotype, Volume 2

1848 - 572 pages
...tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from thi 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 arc no more. ', ' Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings oar friends up from the...
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The Princess: A Medley

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - 186 pages
...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 a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad...
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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volume 13

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1848 - 610 pages
...tears, 1 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 a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as...
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The Truth-seeker in philosophy, literature, and religion, ed. by F ..., Volume 1

Truth-seeker and present age - 1849 - 540 pages
...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 a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as...
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Notes and Queries, Volume 184

1943 - 410 pages
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Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art, Volume 7

Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 462 pages
...tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Riso 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 a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad ns...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 300 pages
...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 a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad...
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