 | 1848 - 744 стор.
...more. 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...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... | |
 | 1848 - 620 стор.
...more. 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...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... | |
 | 472 стор.
...continued.) 1 Fresh aa the first beam glittering on a rail, 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 j So ead, go freih, the days that are no more." 288 A FEW REMARKS ON MANY THINGS. BY MRS. VALENTIN:... | |
 | 1848 - 614 стор.
...more. 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...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... | |
 | 1848 - 572 стор.
...', ' 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...that are no more. " ' Ah, sad and strange as in dark stammer dawns The earliest pipe of half aicaken'd birds To dying ears, taken unto dying eyes The casement... | |
 | 1847 - 1230 стор.
...more. " Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, Thai brings ouf friends up from the under world, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below Ihe verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more." &c. The princess, however, is not one of... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - 180 стор.
...more. " 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...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... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1848 - 610 стор.
...more. 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...no more. Ah ! sad and strange, as, in dark summer dawna, The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly... | |
 | 1848 - 832 стор.
...more. " Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the under world, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks...verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more." 8cc. The princess, however, is not one of these mourners for the flesh-potsof Egypt. She has " an iron... | |
 | Truth-seeker and present age - 1849 - 540 стор.
...more. 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...are no more. Ah, sad and strange, as, in dark summer dawn», The earlicst pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly... | |
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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. 
