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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. "
Bentley's quarterly review. [with variant title-leaf to vol. 1]. - Page 193
1860
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The Gentleman's Magazine, and Historical Chronicle, for the Year ..., Volume 183

English essays - 1848
...over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah, sad and 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...
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The New monthly belle assemblée, Volume 28

...trial A ray of peace i» given, For many a low voice whispers now, " The Dearest is in Heaven." MET Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To (lying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a'glimmering square ; So fiid, so strange,...
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The Quarterly review, Volume 82

1848
...over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah, sad and 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...
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The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Volume 13

American literature - 1848
...over one That sinks with all we love, below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah ! sad and 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...
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The Princess: A Medley

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - 164 pages
...that are no more. " Ah, sad and 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 ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. " Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet...
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The Princess: A Medley

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1848 - 168 pages
...over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. " Ah, sad and 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...
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Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art, Volume 7

John Seely Hart - 1850
...over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sod, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest...ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows u glimmering sqnare; go sad, so strange, the days that arc no mon. Dear as remembered kisses after...
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The Truth-seeker in philosophy, literature, and religion, ed. by F ..., Volume 1

Truth-seeker and present age - 1849
...sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange, as, in dark summer dawn», The earlicst pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto...eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as...
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Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art, Volume 7

John Seely Hart - 1850
...with all we love below the verge; So sud, so fresh, the days that arc no more. Ah, sad and straego as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened...eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered ktaees after death, And sweet as...
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POEMS

ALFRED TENNYSON - 1851
...over one That sinl^s with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. " Ah. sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest...eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. " Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet...
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