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" Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight. "
Homes and Haunts of the Most Eminent British Poets - Сторінка 521
автори: William Howitt - 1847
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History of English Literature, Том 2

Hippolyte Taine - 1871 - 586 стор.
...moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper throng'd my pulses with the fulness of the Spring. r Many an evening by the waters did we watch the stately ships, 1 And our spirits rush'd together at the touching of the lips. 0 my cousin, shallow-hearted ! 0 my...
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A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets

1872 - 900 стор.
...morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper thronged my pulses with the fulness p aside is human. One point must still be greatly...And just as lamely can ye mark How far perhaps th 0 my cousin, shallow-hearted ! 0 my Amy, mine no more ! 0 the dreary, dreary moorland IO the barren,...
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The Poetical Works

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1873 - 532 стор.
...we hear the copses ring, And her whisper thronged my pulses with the fulness of the Spring. Many_an evening by the waters did we watch the stately ships,...touching of the lips. O my cousin, shallow-hearted 1 O my Amy, mine no more ! O the dreary, dreary moorland! O the barren, barren shore I Falser than...
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Old and New, Том 6

Edward Everett Hale - 1873 - 780 стор.
...and went to reading intently. One of the others looked over his shoulder, and read aloud : — " ' Many an evening by the waters did we watch the stately ships, And our spirits rushed together at the teaching of the lips.' " " Beautiful ! " murmured Jack. There was a general laugh as the reader said,...
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The Works of Alfred Tennyson ...: Miscellaneous poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1873 - 314 стор.
...morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper throng'd my pulses with the fullness of the Spring. Many an evening by the waters did we watch the stately ships, And our spirits rush'd together at the touching of the lips. O my cousin, shallow-hearted ! O my Amy, mine no more...
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Parnassus

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 600 стор.
...morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper thronged my pulses with the fulness of the Spring. Many an evening by the waters did we...than all fancy fathoms, falser than all songs have Ming, Puppet to a father's threat, and servile to a shrewish tongue ! Is it well to wish thee happy...
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Autobiography and other memorials of mrs. Gilbert, ed. by J. Gilbert, Том 1

Ann Taylor - 1874 - 370 стор.
...for truth in Scripture's deepest mine ; The snare resisted, not to teach, but shine." ANN GILBERT. " Many an evening by the waters did we watch the stately ships." TENNYSON. "EIGHT happy and successful, though truly laborious years " were, as Mrs Gilbert wrote long...
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Parnassus

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 584 стор.
...Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight, Many a morning on the moorland Many an evening by the waters did we watch the stately ships, Cursed be the social wants that sin against the strength of youth! And our spirits rushed together...
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Little Classics, Том 14

Rossiter Johnson - 1875 - 242 стор.
...morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper thronged my pulses with the fulness of the Spring. Many an evening by the waters did we...touching of the lips. O my cousin, shallow-hearted ! 0 my Amy, mine no more ! O the dreary, dreary moorland ! O the barren, barren shore ! Falser than...
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Parnassus

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1875 - 588 стор.
...on the moorland ilid we lu'iir the copses ring, And hor whis]MT thronged my pulses with the fulness of the Spring. Many an evening by the waters did we...spirits rushed together at the; touching of the lips. 0 my cousin, shallow-hearted ! Ü my Amy, mine no more ! О the dreary, dreary moorland ! О the barren,...
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