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" She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is corning, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, "She is near, she is near"; And the white rose weeps, "She is late"; The larkspur listens, "I hear, I hear"; And the lily whispers, "I wait. "
Littell's Living Age - Page 33
1855
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Victorian Afterlives: The Shaping of Influence in Nineteenth-century Literature

Robert Douglas-Fairhurst - 2002 - 396 pages
...thump, thump, along the gravel-walk!" ' performs a panicked double-take on Maud's fairy footsteps: 'She is coming, my life, my fate; | The red rose cries, "She is near, she is near".'187 One requirement of good parody is that it upholds a similar trust in the indestructibility...
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Victorian Photography and Literary Nostalgia

Helen Groth - 2003 - 266 pages
...suggest. Revealingly, the lines Cameron's original illustrated are from the final two stanzas of Parti: There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my life, my fate; She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her...
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Selected Works of Virginia Woolf

Virginia Woolf - 2005 - 1028 pages
...in a bunch, it seemed possible that the impediment lay there. As he no longer hums under his breath, 'There has fallen a splendid tear from the passion-flower at the gate', when Phoebe crosses the beach, and she no longer replies, 'My heart is like a singing bird whose nest...
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