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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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Extracts from English Literature

John Rolfe - 1867 - 404 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 square...
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A household book of English poetry, selected with notes by R.C. Trench

Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868 - 458 pages
...over one, That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. 10 '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. 15 ' Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet...
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Poems, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1868 - 456 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 square...
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The Land We Love, Volumes 3-4

1869 - 1098 pages
...are no more! Oh! sad and strange, as in dark Summer dawns, The earliest pipe of half-awakened bird 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 remembered kisses after death — And...
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A Household Book of English Poetry, Issue 160

1870 - 462 pages
...one, That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. 10 '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. 15 ' Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet...
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Horae Tennysonianae: sive, Eclogae e Tennysono : latine redditae

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1870 - 208 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...eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. The Princess, pp. 76, 77. XIX. HEU lacrymae rerum...
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Pericula urbis, a satire, and other exercises in Latin, Greek, and English verse

William Moore - 1870 - 104 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...eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. TENNYSON, The Princess. VIII. QUID lacrymae ? quo...
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The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1870 - 264 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 square...
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A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets

William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1871 - 968 pages
...one That sinks with all we love below the verge, — So Bad, so fresh, the days that are no inore. ty ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as...
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Songs of Home: Selected from Many Sources ; with Numerous Illustrations from ...

American poetry - 1871 - 210 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...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 as...
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