There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear ; She is coming, 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,... The Works of Alfred Lord Tennyson - Seite 301von Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1886 - 640 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
| William Cullen Bryant - 1876 - 599 Seiten
...and rose in one ; Shine out, little head, sunning over with curls, To the flowers, and be their sun. There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. ALFRED TENNYSON. KATIE. IT may be through some foreign grace, And unfamiliar charm of face ; It may... | |
| 1876 - 508 Seiten
...late ;" The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear ;" And the lily whispers, "I wait." She is coining, my own, my sweet ! Were it ever so airy a tread, My...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. ALFRED TENNYSON. The Welcome, i. /~~*OME in the evening, or come in the morning; ^ — • Come when... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1877 - 494 Seiten
...Knowing your promise to me ; The lilies and roses were all awake, They sigh'd for the dawn and thee. Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls, Come hither,...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. XXIII. I. "THE fault was mine, the fault was mine " — Why am I sitting here so stunn'd and still,... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1877 - 104 Seiten
...sunning over with curls To the flowers, and be their sun. There has fallen a splendid tear From tlie passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove,...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. THE BUGLE SONG. f]HE splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story ; The long light... | |
| William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 618 Seiten
...From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear ; She is coming, my life, iny fate ! The red rose cries, "She is near, she is near"...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. ALFRED TENNYSON. KATIE. IT may be through some foreign grace, And unfamiliar charm of face ; It may... | |
| Amelia B. Edwards - 1878 - 376 Seiten
...weeps, "She is late;" The larkspur listens, "I hear, I hear;" And the lily whispers, "I wait." 4She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. A. Tennyson. A FAREWELL. Go fetch to me a pint o' wine, And fill it in a silver tassie; That I may... | |
| John Wesley Hales - 1878 - 772 Seiten
...cineri ejus atque ossibus inussisti." Add the well-known lines ;r Tennyson's Maud, I. (xxii. n): " She is coming, my own, my sweet, Were it ever so airy...earthy bed ; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I Iain for a century dead, Would start and tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red." 95.... | |
| Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1880 - 584 Seiten
...curls, To the flowers, and be their sun. There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the She is coming, my dove, my dear ; She is coming, my...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. TENNYSON. TO ALTHEA. WHEN Love with unconfinfed wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea... | |
| William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 Seiten
...splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear ; She is coining, t young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated : earthly bed ; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain for a century dead ; Would start and tremble... | |
| Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1880 - 582 Seiten
...weeps, " She is late ; " The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear," And the lily whispers, " I wait." XI. She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. TENNYSON. TO ALTHEA. WHEN Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings... | |
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