 | Hanworth - 1858 - 300 pągines
...at you. I am always telling him it is so foolish to cry ; and indeed I think it is.' ' " Tears, idle tears. I know not what they mean. Tears from the depth of some divine despair," ' said Mrs. Ramsay. ' Pray do not ; it is so bad for me,' said Vernon. ' You are raising the waters... | |
 | 1859 - 148 pągines
...their note. THOMSON. A DAY IN AUTUMN. 101 TEARS. (FROM "THE PRINCESS.") "? *•/"* *" ' TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean. Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no... | |
 | 1859 - 1028 pągines
...fondre au bord des paupičres en larmes mélancoliques : TearB, idle tears, I know not what tbey mcan, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no... | |
 | William Allingham - 1860 - 316 pągines
...love indeed, who quake to say they love. SIR PHILIP SIDNEY. SONG. [FROM " THE PRINCESS."] TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean. Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 376 pągines
...lightlier move The minutes fledged with music ; " and a maid, Of those beside her, smote her harp, and sang. " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean....the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 366 pągines
...lightlier move The minutes fledged with music ; " and a maid, Of those beside her, smote her harp, and sang. " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,...the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no... | |
 | 1861 - 356 pągines
...tears of the mourners of this. WHITTIEE. Tears are the noble language of the eye. HEERIUK. Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the hcart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that... | |
 | 1861 - 144 pągines
...whispers unto me My life is gently waning to its evening: calm, THE DAYS THAT ARE NO MORE. TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean. Tears from the depth of some divine despair Kise in the heart, and gather in the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn field, And thinking of the... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 698 pągines
...lightlier move The minutes fledged with music ; " and a maid, Of those beside her, smote her harp, and sang. " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,...the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no... | |
 | Henry Southgate - 1862 - 774 pągines
...sad my fancy views, — • Visions of long-departed joys. W, JĪ. Spenser, PAST DAYS. Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean. Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking on the days that aro no... | |
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TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on... 
