 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 faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they...  The Home Book of Verse, American and English, 1580-1918 - Page 6291918 - 4009 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Kate Stephens, Charles Eliot Norton, George Henry Browne - Literature - 1895 - 392 pages
...hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar 0 love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill...flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. TO CELIA. From THE FOREST. Ben Jonson. DRINK to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine;... | |
 | Charles Eliot Norton, George Henry Browne - 1895 - 396 pages
...Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying : Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill...flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. TO CELIA. From THE FOREST. Ben Jonson. DRINK to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - English poetry - 1895 - 802 pages
...Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying : Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill...flying. And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. TEARS, IDLE TEARS TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine... | |
 | Kenyon West - Poets laureate - 1895 - 588 pages
...echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill...flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. IV. Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise... | |
 | Kenyon West - Literary Criticism - 1895 - 614 pages
...Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying : Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill...flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. IV. Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1896 - 206 pages
...clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! 0 sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing ! Blow, let us hear the purple glens...flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. " THERE sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound," Said Ida ;... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1896 - 136 pages
...two following lyrical splec* watercresses, growing in the water. tions are from ** The Princess." . Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying : Blow,...flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. WIDOW AND CHILD. HOME they brought her warrior dead : She nor swoon'd, nor utterM cry : All her maidens,... | |
 | English poetry - 1896 - 532 pages
...blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill...flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. 628 HOME THEY BROUGHT HER WARRIOR DEAD HOME they brought her warrior dead: She nor swooned, nor uttered... | |
 | Charles Mackay - English poetry - 1896 - 680 pages
...Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying : Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die In yon rich sky, They faint on hill...flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. GOD1VA. / waited for the train at Coventry; I hung with grooms and porter I tn tkf bridge. To watck... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1896 - 206 pages
...Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying : Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill...flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. " THERE sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound/' Said Ida ;... | |
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