 Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle;...  The Cornhill Magazine - Pàgina 153editat per - 1868Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pàgines
...blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle: answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river; Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow,... | |
 | 1867 - 796 pàgines
...following Spring revive the ashes of the urn 1" . . But onr poet vindicates the eternal in humanity : — " O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river: Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 422 pàgines
...! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying : Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river : Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle,... | |
 | 1853 - 448 pàgines
...blowing ! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying : Blow, bugle ; answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill, or field or river ; Our echoes roll from soul to soul And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow,... | |
 | Matthew Simpson - 1856 - 254 pàgines
...! Blow ! let us hear the purple glens replying, Blow, bugle ! answer echoes, dying, dying, dying ! O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill, on field, on river : OUT echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle,... | |
 | 1856 - 754 pàgines
...! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying : Blow, bugle ! answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill, on field, on river : Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever — Blow, bugle,... | |
 | Thomas Starr King - 1859 - 438 pàgines
...blowing! Blow, let us heur fhe purple glens replying ; Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky. They faint on hill or field or river; Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow fjrever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow,... | |
 | Peter Bayne - 1860 - 432 pàgines
...blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river : Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow,... | |
 | Thomas Starr King - 1860 - 446 pàgines
...blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying ; Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or 6eld or river; Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. Blow, bngle, blow,... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1860 - 450 pàgines
...! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying : Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky ; They faint on hill, or field, or river : Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle,... | |
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