| Edgar Allan Poe - 1879 - 336 páginas
...gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That...strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square,... | |
| 1879 - 524 páginas
...gather to the eyes, ln loosing on the happy Antumnfields, And thinking of the days that are no more. "Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That...the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over on e That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. " Ah,... | |
| James Comper Gray - 1879 - 398 páginas
...gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking on the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That...the under-world, Sad as the last which reddens over me. That sinks with all we love below the verge, So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.» 4 —... | |
| Edgar Allan Poe - 1975 - 1042 páginas
...looking on the happy autumn- fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first heam se windows. This heing so, they could not have re-fastened the sashes from the inside, as they were found helow the verge ; So sad, BO fresh, the days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer... | |
| 1982 - 348 páginas
...gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more . Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail , That...strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half -awaken'd birds To dying ears , when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square;... | |
| Bill Moore - 1987 - 180 páginas
...dumb with snow. ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON Dumb with snow. They are silent . . . but dumb is a better word. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest...eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square; ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON And that must be very early indeed, as the birds start up long before daylight... | |
| Richard Leppert - 1993 - 352 páginas
...gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That...verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square; So sad, so strange,... | |
| Alfred Tennyson - 1994 - 644 páginas
...gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That...strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe ofhalf-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square... | |
| Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 páginas
...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...verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. 10 Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears,... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1995 - 244 páginas
...gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. 'Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That...verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. 10 'Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying cars,... | |
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