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" Yes, thou art gone ! and round me too the night In ever-nearing circle weaves her shade. I see her veil draw soft across the day, I feel her slowly chilling breath invade The cheek grown thin, the brown hair sprent with gray ; I feel her finger light... "
The Tuftonian - Page 129
1894
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Littell's Living Age, Volume 210

1896 - 926 pages
...Arnold, this stanza from "Thyrsis" has all the charm of a frank, personal utterance:— les, tin HI art gone! and round me, too, the night In ever-nearing circle weaves her shade; I feel her veil draw soft across the sky, I feel her' slowly-chilling breath invade The cheek grown thin,...
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Temple Bar, Volume 108

George Augustus Sala, Edmund Yates - 1896 - 640 pages
...Matthew Arnold, this stanza from " Thyrsis " has all the charm of a frank, personal utterance— " Yes, thou art gone! and round me, too, the night In ever-nearing circle weaves her shade; I feel her veil draw soft across the sky, I feel her slowly-chilling breath invade The cheek grown thin,...
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Macmillan's Magazine, Volume 13

1866 - 568 pages
...river-grass, Stood with suspended scythe to see us pass ? They all are gone, and them art gone as well. Yes, thou art gone, and round me too the Night In...thin, the brown hair sprent with grey ; I feel her linger light Laid pausefully upon life's headlong train; The foot less prompt to meet the morning dew,...
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Every Saturday: A Journal of Choice Reading, Volume 1

1866 - 770 pages
...are gone, and thou art gone as welL Yes, thou art gone, and round me too the Night In ever-nearin" circle weaves her shade. I see her veil draw soft...invade The cheek grown thin, the brown hair sprent with gray; I feel her finger light Laid pausefully upon life's headlong train ; The foot less prompt to...
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New Poems

Matthew Arnold - 1867 - 226 pages
...river-grass, Stood with suspended scythe to see us pass ? — They all are gone, and thou art gone as well. Yes, thou art gone ! and round me too the night In...invade The cheek grown thin, the brown hair sprent with gray; I feel her finger light Laid pausefully upon life's headlong train ; The foot less prompt to...
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The Eagle: A Magazine, Volumes 5-6

1867 - 832 pages
...loss of his dear companion. " Yes, thou art gone ? And rdund me too the night "In ever-nearing circles weaves her shade, " I see her veil draw soft across the day, "I feel her slo-vly chilling breath invade " The cheek grown thin, the brown hair sprent with grey, "I feel her...
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Parnassus

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 584 pages
...river-grass, Stood with suspended scythe to see us pass ? They all are gone, and thou art gone as well. Yes, thou art gone, and round me too the Night In...shade. I see her veil draw soft across the day, I feel her.slowly chillingbreath invade The cheek grown thin, the brown hair sprent with gray; I feel her...
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Parnassus

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 600 pages
...river-grass, Stood with suspended scythe to see us pass ? They all are gone, and thou art gone as well. Yes, thou art gone, and round me too the Night In...her shade. I see her veil draw soft across the day, Ifeel her slowly chilling breath invade The cheek grown thin, the brown hair sprent with gray; I feel...
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Parnassus

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1875 - 588 pages
...river-grass, Stood with suspended scythe to see us pass ? They all are gone, and thou art gone as well. Yes, thou art gone, and round me too the Night In...invade The cheek grown thin, the brown hair sprent with gray; I feel her finger light Laid pausefully upon life's headlong train ; The foot less prompt to...
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Parnassus

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1875 - 588 pages
...river-grass, . Stood with suspended scythe to see us pass? They all are gone, and thou art gone as well. Yes, thou art gone, and round me too the Night In...her veil draw soft across the day, I feel her slowly chill i ngbrcath invade The cheek grown thin, the brown hair sprent wittegray; I feel her finger Irglit...
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