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" She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain for a century dead; Would start and tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple... "
The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate, Etc: Two Volumes in One - Sivu 140
tekijä(t) Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 684 sivua
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Southern Literary Messenger, Nide 22

1856 - 542 sivua
...the rejoicing words of the lover. " She is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red." W« do not remember a garden scene in poetry that surpasses this for delicacy and beauty, and for the...

The Family friend [ed. by R.K. Philp].

Robert Kemp Philp - 1855 - 936 sivua
...heur,1 And the lily whispers, * 1 wait.' She is coming, my own, my sweet Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in...bed ; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain lor a ceniury dead ; Woul'i start and tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red." The gentle...

The Irish Quarterly Review, Nide 5,Osa 1

1855 - 724 sivua
...;' And the lily whispers, ' I wait.' She is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth In...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. Maud comes forth to meet her lover : her brother and the " new made lord" surprise them, and the tale...

Maud, and Other Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 180 sivua
...weeps, ' She is late ;' The larkspur listens, ' I hear, I hear ;' And the lily whispers, ' I wait.' 11. My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. XXII. 1. ' THE fault was mine, the fault was mine ' — Why am I sitting here so stunn'd and still,...

The Rambler, a Catholic journal of home and foreign literature [&c ..., Nide 4

1855 - 498 sivua
...;' And the lily whispers, ' I wait.' She is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red." The Married Life of Pachel, Lady Bussett. By M. Guizot. (London, Bosworth.) This little work is a translation...

Maud, and Other Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 176 sivua
...weeps, * She is late ;' The larkspur listens, ' I hear, I hear ;' And the lily whispers, * I wait.* 11. My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. MAUD. XXII. 1. * THE fault was mine, the fault was mine ' — Why am I sitting here so stunn'd and...

Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, Nide 3

Beautiful poetry - 1855 - 440 sivua
...2 6 For every 10 words above 20 0 6 She is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. LOVE'S REVENGE. I HAVE led her home, my love, my only friend. There is none like her, none. And never...

Maud, and Other Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 180 sivua
...The larkspur listens, ' I hear, I hear ;' And the lily whispers, ' I wait.' 1L My heart would tear her and beat, Were it earth in. an earthy bed; My...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. XXII. 1. ' THE fault was mine, the fault was mine '— Why am I sitting here so stunn'd and still,...

The Irish quarterly review, Nide 5

1855 - 1428 sivua
...is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever -so airy n tread, My h^art would hear her and beat, \\Vre it earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her...tremble under her feet, And blossom In purple and red. 3faud comes forth to meet her lover : her brother and the " new made lord" surprise thetn, and the...

Dwight's Journal of Music, Niteet 7–8

John Sullivan Dwight - 1856 - 428 sivua
...hear"; And the lily whispers, " I wait". She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy л tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. Cinderella at Niblo'e. [From the NY Tribune, August 7.) The sweetest of fairy legends is Cinderella....




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