 Come from the woods that belt the gray hill-side, The seven elms, the poplars four That stand beside my father's door, And chiefly from the brook that loves To purl o'er matted cress and ribbed sand, Or dimple in the dark of rushy coves, Drawing into...  The Edinburgh Review - Pàgina 3761843Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Robert Walsh, Eliakim Littell, John Jay Smith - 1832 - 648 pàgines
...sounds and shines A pillar of white lin-lit upon the wall Of purple cliffs, aloof descried, Como froiTi the woods that belt the gray hillside, The seven elms,...o'er matted cress and ribbed sand. Or dimple in the park of rushy coves, Drawing into his narrow earthen urn. In every elbow and turn The filter'd tribute... | |
 | Chauncy Hare Townshend - 1840 - 604 pàgines
...appear in the pomp of intellectual splendour, but he says — " Come from the woods that belt the grey hill-side, The seven elms, the poplars four, That...ribbed sand, Or dimple in the dark of rushy coves." TENNYSON. Now let us consider that, to a mesmeric patient, the ordinary sensual consciousness is closed,... | |
 | 1842 - 416 pàgines
...purity. The following picture of the poet's home strikes us as peculiarly beautiful and natural : — " Come from the woods that belt the gray hill-side,...chiefly from the brook that loves To purl o'er matted grass and ribbed sand, Or dimple in the dark of rushy coves, Drawing into his narrow earthern urn,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1843 - 260 pàgines
...Which ever sounds and shines A pillar of white light upon the wall Of purple cliffs, aloof descried : Come from the woods that belt the gray hill-side,...Drawing into his narrow earthen urn, In every elbow and turn, The filter'd tribute of the rough woodland. O ! hither lead thy feet ! Pour round mine ears the... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 pàgines
...Which ever sounds and shines A pillar of white light upon the wall Of purple cliffs, aloof descried : Come from the woods that belt the gray hill-side,...Drawing into his narrow earthen urn, In every elbow and turn, The filter 'd tribute of the rough woodland. O ! hither lead thy feet ! Pour round mine ears... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 260 pàgines
...Which ever sounds and shines A pillar of white light upon the wall Of purple cliffs, aloof descried : Come from the woods that belt the gray hill-side,...brook that loves To purl o'er matted cress and ribbed saud, Or dimple in the dark of rushy coves, Drawing into his narrow earthen urn, In every elbow and... | |
 | William Howitt - 1847 - 566 pàgines
...poet used to wander and meditate. To this scenery we find him turning back in his Ode to Memory. " Come from the woods that belt the gray hillside, The...seven elms, the poplars four That stand beside my lather's door, And chiefly from the brook that loves To purl o'er matted cress and ribbed sand, Or... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 276 pàgines
...Which ever sounds and shines A pillar of white light upon the wall Of purple cliffs, aloof descried: Come from the woods that belt the gray hill-side,...Drawing into his narrow earthen urn, In every elbow and turn, The filtered tribute of the rough woodland. O ! hither lead thy feet! Pour round mine ears the... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 286 pàgines
...Which ever sounds and shines A pillar of white light upon the wall Of purple cliffs, aloof descried : Come from the woods that belt the gray hill-side,...Drawing into his narrow earthen urn, In every elbow and turn, The filtered tribute of the rough woodland. O ! hither lead thy feet ! Pour round mine ears the... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1854 - 284 pàgines
...Which ever sounds and shines A pillar of white light upon the wall Of purple clifFs, aloof descried : Come from the woods that belt the gray hill-side,...that loves To purl o'er matted cress and ribbed sand, ODE TO MEMORY. Or dimple in the dark of rushy coves, Drawing into his narrow earthen urn, In every... | |
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