 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.  The Princess: A Medley - Page 65by Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1890 - 190 pagesFull view - About this book
 | 1848 - 620 pages
...over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest...more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet ns those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love,... | |
 | 472 pages
...trial A ray of peace iť given, For many a low voice whispers now, " The Dearest is in Heaven." MET Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To (lying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a'glimmering square... | |
 | 1848 - 614 pages
...over one That sinks with all we love, below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah ! sad and strange, as, in dark summer dawns, 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... | |
 | 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... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - 1850 - 438 pages
...over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sod, so fresh, the 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;... | |
 | 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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 300 pages
...over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the 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 a glimmering square... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 290 pages
...over one That sinl^s with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the 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 a glimmering square... | |
 | John Sullivan Dwight - 1853 - 424 pages
...one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So s:id, so fresh, the days that are no more. All, sad and strange, as in dark summer dawns The earliest...half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The easement slowly grows a glimmering square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. J)ear as... | |
 | Mrs. J. Thayer - 1853 - 144 pages
...stranged as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when under dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering...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... | |
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