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" The purple flowers droop : the golden bee Is lily-cradled : I alone awake. My eyes are full of tears, my heart of love, My heart is breaking, and my eyes are dim, And I am all aweary of my life. "
Latin Hexameter Verse: An Aid to Composition - الصفحة 155
بواسطة Samuel Edward Winbolt - 1903 - عدد الصفحات: 266
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Sabrinae corolla in hortulis regiae scholae Salopiensis contextuerunt tres ...

Shrewsbury (England). Royal School - 1801 - عدد الصفحات: 368
...calidoqve iubare ovat. Friiitur cicada somno, redolentia capita Flexere serta florum, mediisqve lili is и Is lily-cradled : I alone awake. My eyes are full...and my eyes are dim, And I am all aweary of my life. TENNYSON. The Rose. Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When...

Chapters on the Poets of Ancient Greece

Henry Alford - 1841 - عدد الصفحات: 272
...scarletwinged Cicala in the noonday leapeth not. Along the water-rounded granite rock The purple flower droops: the golden bee Is lilycradled: I alone awake. My eyes...and my eyes are dim, And I am all aweary of my life. "' O mother Ida, manyfountained Ida, Dear mother Ida, hearken ere I die. Hear me O Earth, hear me O...

The London University Magazine, المجلد 1

1842 - عدد الصفحات: 416
...the grass ; The lizard, with his shadow on the stone, Rests like a shadow, and the cicala sleeps ; The purple flowers droop ; the golden bee Is lily-cradled...my eyes are dim, And I am all a-weary of my life." We find much to admire in the poem founded on the old Homeric legend of " The Lotus Eater." The unearthly...

The Christian Teacher, المجلد 4

1842 - عدد الصفحات: 538
...in the grass : The lizard, with his shadow on the stone, Rests like a shadow, and the cicala sleeps. The purple flowers droop : the golden bee Is lily-cradled...my eyes are dim. And I am all aweary of my life." Vol. i. pp. 118, 119. There is a touch truly Homeric, where she intimates the issue of the Judgment...

Poems, المجلد 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1843 - عدد الصفحات: 260
...in the grass : The lizard, with his shadow on the stone, Rests like a shadow, and the cicala sleeps. The purple flowers droop : the golden bee Is lily-cradled...and my eyes are dim, And I am all aweary of my life. -annier ^^- "aaar-simnaHi i Zoz. 3ear :oe J VJT::. 'far 3t 3 -fi-:& O Ca rial .iios» •^e-.-oui ro^nt...

The United States Democratic Review, المجلد 14

1844 - عدد الصفحات: 671
...Cicala, in the noon-day leapeth not. Alang the water-rounded granite rock, The purple flower droops — the golden bee Is lily-cradled. I, alone, awake. My...my eyes are dim, And I am all aweary of my life." We give this in the version of the first edition. The new version is but little altered, and the reader...

Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 510
...in the grass : The lizard, with his shadow on the stone, Rests like a shadow, and the cicala sleeps. The purple flowers droop : the golden bee Is lily-cradled...and my eyes are dim, And I am all aweary of my life, " O mother Ida, many-fountain'd Ida, Dear mother Ida, harken ere I die. Hear me O Earth, hear me O...

Sabrinae Corolla in Hortulis Regiae Scholae Salopiensis contexuerunt tres ...

Benjamin Hall Kennedy - 1850 - عدد الصفحات: 364
...calidoqve iubare ovat. Fruitur cicada somno, rcdolcntia capita Flexere serta florum, mcdiisqve lilus и Is lily-cradled : I alone awake. My eyes are full...my heart of love, My heart is breaking, and my eyes arc dim, And I am all aweary of my life. TENNYSON. The Rose. Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes...

Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - عدد الصفحات: 402
...on the stone, Rests like a shadow, and the cicala sleeps. The purple flowers droop : the golden hee Is lily-cradled : I alone awake. My eyes are full of tears, my heart of love, My heart is hreaking, and my eyes are dim, And I am all aweary of my life. " 0 mother Ida, many-fountain'd Ida,...

Poems, المجلد 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - عدد الصفحات: 276
...in the grass: The lizard, with his shadow on the stone, Rests like a shadow, and the cicala sleeps. The purple flowers droop: the golden bee Is lily-cradled...and my eyes are dim, And I am all aweary of my life. " O mother Ida, many fountained Ida, Dear mother Ida, harken ere I die. Hear me 0 Earth, hear me O...




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