 | 1855 - 620 páginas
...none. And never yet so warmly ran my blood And sweetly, on and on Calming itself to the long-wished-for end, Full to the banks, close on the promised good....none. Just now the dry-tongued laurels' pattering talk Seem'd her light foot along the garden walk, And shook my heart to think she comes once more ; But... | |
 | 1871 - 808 páginas
...heart, which deliriously denies that it does bump, and asserts that it never before beat so smoothly : " I have led her home, my love, my only friend ; There...blood, And sweetly on and on, Calming itself to the long-wished-for end, Full to the banks, close on the promised good." Perhaps the violence of passion... | |
 | 1871 - 878 páginas
...heart, which deliriously denies that it does bump, and asserts that it never before beat so smoothly : " I have led her home, my love, my only friend ; There...blood. And sweetly on and on. Calming itself to the long-wished-for-end, Full to the banka, close on the promised good." Perhaps the violence of passion... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 436 páginas
...keep watch and ward, Or thou wilt prove their tool. Yea too, myself from myself I guard. XVIII. 1. I HAVE led her home, my love, my only friend. There...end, Full to the banks, close on the promised good. 2. None like her, none. MAUD. And shook my heart to think she comes once more ; But even then I heard... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 176 páginas
...the West. Rosy is the West, Rosy is the South, Roses are her cheeks, And a rose her mouth. XVIII. 1. I HAVE led her home, my love, my only friend. There...end, Full to the banks, close on the promised good. 2. None like her, none. And shook my heart to think she comes once more ; But even then I heard her... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 180 páginas
...West. Rosy is the West, Rosy is the South, Roses are her cheeks, And a rose her mouth. XVIII. 1. I HATE led her home, my love, my only friend. There is none...end, Full to the banks, close on the promised good. 2. None like her, none. Just now the dry-tongued laurels' pattering talk And shook my heart to think... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 180 páginas
...West. Eosy is the West, Eosy is the South, Eoses are her cheeks, And a rose her mouth. XVIII. 1. I HATE led her home, my love, my only friend. There is none...and on Calming itself to the long-wish'd-for end, Pull to the banks, close on the promised good. None like her, none. 2. v Just now the dry-tongued laurels'... | |
 | Robert Aspland - 1855 - 802 páginas
...alternately used. The following extract will give the reader a not unfavourable specimen of the whole : " I have led her home, my love, my only friend. There...never yet so warmly ran my blood And sweetly, on and oa Calming itself to the long-wish'd-for end, Full to the banks, close on the promised good. None like... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1859 - 188 páginas
...the West. Eosy is the West, Rosy is the South, Roses are her cheeks, And a rose her mouth. XVIII. 1. I HAVE led her home, my love, my only friend. There...end, Full to the banks, close on the promised good. 2. None like her, none. i Just now the dry-tongued laurels' pattering talk Seem'd her light foot along... | |
 | 1859 - 806 páginas
...after the lover's acceptance. What an ecstasy of passion, what a wealth of imagery they contain : — I have led her home, my love, my only friend. There...blood, And sweetly, on and on Calming itself to the long wished-for end, Full to the bankn, close on the promised good. None like her, none. Just now the... | |
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None like her, none. Just now the dry-tongued laurels' pattering talk Seem'd her light foot along the garden walk, And shook my heart to think she comes once more But even then I "heard her close the door, The gates of Heaven are closed, and she is gone. 
