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" And snowy summits old in story; The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. "
Songs of Three Centuries. Ed. by John Greenleaf Whittier. Household Ed. ... - Sivu 199
tekijä(t) John Greenleaf Whittier - 1883 - 384 sivua
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

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The Princess: A Medley

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 204 sivua
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The Princess: A Medley

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 422 sivua
...echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland...Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river : Our echoes roll from soul...

The Book of English Songs: From the Sixteenth to the Nineteenth Century

Charles Mackay - 1851 - 332 sivua
...dying, dying, dying. Oh hark! oh hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going; Oh sweet and far from cliff and scar, The horns of Elfland...replying, Blow Bugle, answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. Oh love, they die in yon rich sky! They faint on hill, on field, on river; Our echoes roll from soul...

Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 580 sivua
...dying, dying, dying. Oh, hark ! oh, hear ! how thin and clear And thinner clearer, farther going ! Oh ! sweet and far, from cliff and scar The horns of Elf-land...answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. 0 love, they die on yon rich sky, They faint on hill, on field, on river ; Our echoes roll from soul to soul And grow...

Home and Social Philosophy: Or, Chapters on Every-day Topics, Nide 2

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...dying, dying, dying 1 " Oh hark ! oh hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going 1 Oh sweet and far, from cliff and scar, The horns of Elfland...Blow, bugle ! answer, echoes ! dying, dying, dying ! " Oh love, they die in your rich sky ! They faint on hill, on field, on river : Our echoes roll from...

The Universalist Quarterly and General Review, Nide 10

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...dying, dying, dying. O hark ! O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, further going ! O sweet and far, from cliff and scar. The horns of Elfland...Blow, bugle ; answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill, or field or river ; Our echoes roll from soul...

Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places, and People, Nide 1

Mary Russell Mitford - 1853 - 378 sivua
...dying, dying, dying. Oh, hark ! oh, hear ! how thin and clear And thinner, clearer, farther going! Oh! sweet and far, from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland...replying, Blow, bugle, answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die on yon rich sky, They faint on hill, on field, on river ; Our echoes roll from soul...

The Princess: A Medley

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...echoes, dying, dying, dying. 0 hark, 0 hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland...river : Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying,...




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