 | 1902 - 742 pàgines
...shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glittering thresholds, where the steam Floats up from those dim fields about the...happier dead . . . Release me and restore me to the earth . . . Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn: I, earth in earth, forget these empty courts,... | |
 | 212 pàgines
...TJmbrae mi frigent roseae, lux friget aprica, Frigent rugosae sublustri in limine plantae, Colkgt Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up...happier dead. Release me and restore me to the ground ; Thou seest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I earth... | |
 | 1860 - 452 pàgines
...with thine? Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up...happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Thou sees t all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I, earth... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 364 pàgines
...with thine ? Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up...happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Thou seest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I earth... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 364 pàgines
...with thine ? Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up...happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Thou seest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I earth... | |
 | 1861 - 790 pàgines
...with thine ? Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up...happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Thou eeest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I earth... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 698 pàgines
...with thine ? Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up...happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Thou seest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I earth... | |
 | 1864 - 808 pàgines
...death : — "Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Arc all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up...happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Ttiim see'st all things, thou wilt see grave ; Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I earth... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1864 - 240 pàgines
...thine ? Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet • Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up...happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Thou seest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I earth... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1864 - 200 pàgines
...with thine ? Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up...happier dead. Release me, and restore me to the ground ; Thou seest all things, thou wilt see my grave : Thou wilt renew thy beauty morn by morn ; I earth... | |
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Yet hold me not for ever in thine East : How can my nature longer mix with thine ? Coldly thy rosy shadows bathe me, cold Are all thy lights, and cold my wrinkled feet Upon thy glimmering thresholds, when the steam Floats up from those dim fields about... 
