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" Yet hold me not for ever in thine East : How can my nature longer mix with thine ? Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up from those dim fields about... "
The British Controversialist and Literary Magazine - Sivu 276
1860
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The Westminster Review, Nide 157

1902 - 742 sivua
...shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glittering thresholds, where the steam Floats up from those dim fields about the...happier dead . . . Release me and restore me to the earth . . . Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn: I, earth in earth, forget these empty courts,...

College rhymes, contributed by members of the universities of Oxford and ...

212 sivua
...; TJmbrae mi frigent roseae, lux friget aprica, Frigent rugosae sublustri in limine plantae, Colkgt Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats...ground ; Thou seest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I earth in earth forget thy empty courts, And thee returning...

Poetical Works, Nide 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 364 sivua
...thine East : How can my nature longer mix with thine ? Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering...ground ; Thou seest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I earth in earth forget these empty courts, And thee returning...

The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate, Etc: Complete ..., Nide 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 364 sivua
...thine East : How can my nature longer mix with thine ? Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering...ground ; Thou seest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I earth in earth forget these empty courts, And thee returning...

Macphail's Edinburgh ecclesiastical journal and literary review, Niteet 29–30

1861 - 790 sivua
...thine East : How can my nature longer mix with thine ? Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering...dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Thou eeest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I earth in earth...

The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate, Etc: Two Volumes in One

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 698 sivua
...thine East : How can my nature longer mix with thine ? Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering...ground ; Thou seest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I earth in earth forget these empty courts, And thee returning...

Enoch Arden, &c

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1864 - 240 sivua
...Apollo sing, While Hion like a mist rose into towers. Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering...; Thou see'st all things, thou wilt see my grave: Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn; I earth in earth forget these empty courts, And thee returning...

Enoch Arden

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1864 - 200 sivua
...thine East : How can my nature longer mix with thine ? Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering...ground ; Thou seest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I earth in earth forget these empty courts, And thee returning...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Nide 96

1864 - 808 sivua
...to wormwood, and now can only long for death : — "Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Arc all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering...happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Ttiim see'st all things, thou wilt see grave ; Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I earth...

Blackwood's Magazine, Nide 96

1864 - 808 sivua
...to wormwood, and now can only long for death : — " Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the stoam Floats up from those dim fields about the homes Of happy men that have the power to die, And...




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