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" Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white ; Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk ; Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font : The fire-fly wakens : waken thou with me. Now droops the milkwhite peacock like a ghost, And like a ghost she glimmers... "
The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal - الصفحة 392
1849
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - عدد الصفحات: 1022
...answer, dying, dying, dying. [From The Princess.] NOW LIES THE EARTH. Now lies the Earth all Danae to the stars, And all thy heart lies open unto me....lake: So fold thyself, my dearest, thou, and slip Into iny bosom and be lost in me. [From The Princess.] MAN AND WOMAN. FOB woman is not undeveloped man,...

The Living Age, المجلد 287

1915 - عدد الصفحات: 862
...provided us with a new sense of appreciation. i will make this clearer by one or two quotations : — Now folds the lily all her sweetness up, And slips into the bosom of the lake; Aud by the meadow-trenches blow the faint sweet cuckoo-flowers. Now, these three lines arrest our attention...

The Princess: A Medley

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - عدد الصفحات: 186
...milkwhite peacock like a ghost, And like a ghost she glimmers on to me. Now lies the Earth all Danae to the stars, And all thy heart lies open unto me....dearest, thou, and slip Into my bosom and be lost in me.' ; I heard her turn the page ; she found a small Sweet Idyl, and once more, as low, she read : ' Come...

The Princess: A Medley

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - عدد الصفحات: 180
...ghost she glimmers on to me. Now lies the Earth all Danae to the stars, And all thy heart lies opea unto me. Now slides the silent meteor on, and leaves...thou, and slip • Into my bosom and be lost in me.' I heard her turn the page ; she found a small Sweet Idyl, and once more, as low, she read : ' Come...

The American Whig Review, المجلد 2;المجلد 8

1848 - عدد الصفحات: 738
...milk-white peacock liko a ghost, And like a ghost she glimmers on to me. Now lies the Earth all Danae to the stars, And all thy heart lies open unto me....silent meteor on and leaves A shining furrow, as thy thoughtin me. Now folds the lily all her sweetness up, And slips into the bosom of the lake, So fold...

Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age, المجلد 19

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1850 - عدد الصفحات: 604
...milkwhite peacock ¡ike a ghost, And like a ghost she glimmers on to me. " ' Now lies the Earth all Danaë to the stars, And all thy heart lies open unto me....volume, and reads the following Idyl (pp. 151—153):— " ' Come down, О maid, from yonder mountain height : What pleasure lives in height (the shepherd sang)...

The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, المجلد 19

1850 - عدد الصفحات: 600
...milkwhite peacock like a ghost, And like a ghost she glimmers on to me. " ' Now lies the Earth all Danae to the stars, And all thy heart lies open unto me....So fold thyself, my dearest, thou, and slip Into my bofom and be lost in me. ' " There is silence. Again she opens the volume, and reads the following...

Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - عدد الصفحات: 300
...milkwhite peacock like a ghost, And like a ghost she glimmers on to me. " Now lies the Earth all Danae to the stars, And all thy heart lies open unto me....dearest, thou, and slip Into my bosom and be lost in me." I heard her turn the page ; she found a small Sweet Idyl, and once more, as low, she read : " Come...

Poems, المجلد 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - عدد الصفحات: 290
...milkwhite peacock like a ghost, And like a ghost she glimmers on to me. " Now lies the Earth all Danae to the stars, And all thy heart lies open unto me....So fold thyself, my dearest, thou, and slip Into my bosorn and be lost in me." I heard her turn the .page ; she found a small Sweet Idyl, and once more,...

The American Whig Review, المجلد 2;المجلد 8

1848 - عدد الصفحات: 708
...milk-white peacock like ghost, And like a ghost she glimmers on to me. Now lies the Earth all Danaë to the stars, And all thy heart lies open unto me....silent meteor on and leaves A shining furrow, as thy thought in me. Now folds the lily all her sweetness up, And slips into the bosom of the lake, So fold...




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