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 American Literary Magazine - Page 2571848Full view - About this book
| English essays - 1848 - 744 pages
...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...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... | |
| Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 1022 pages
...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...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... | |
| American literature - 1848 - 614 pages
...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...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 ;... | |
| American periodicals - 1848 - 572 pages
...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 underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love... | |
| John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1848 - 610 pages
...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...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 ;... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - 180 pages
...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...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... | |
| Lady Emily Ponsonby - 1848 - 350 pages
...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. TENNYSON. When Claude Hastings returned home at dinner time, from the long walk which usually ended... | |
| Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart - Periodicals - 1850 - 438 pages
...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...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... | |
| Truth-seeker and present age - 1849 - 540 pages
...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...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... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 1851 - 300 pages
...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...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... | |
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