 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, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying.  The Speaker's Garland and Literary Bouquet - Pàgina 1341876Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | 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...river: Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying ; And answer, echoes, answer,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 196 pàgines
...echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, 0 hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! 0 sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland...Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. 0 love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river : Our echoes roll from soul... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 422 pàgines
...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...river : Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying,... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1851 - 332 pàgines
...dying, dying, dying. Oh hark! oh hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going; Oh sweet and far from cliff and scar, The horns of Elfland...replying, Blow Bugle, answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. Oh love, they die in yon rich sky! They faint on hill, on field, on river; Our echoes roll from soul... | |
 | 1852 - 252 pàgines
...dying, dying, dying 1 " Oh hark ! oh hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going 1 Oh sweet and far, from cliff and scar, The horns of Elfland...Blow, bugle ! answer, echoes ! dying, dying, dying ! " Oh love, they die in your rich sky ! They faint on hill, on field, on river : Our echoes roll from... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 580 pàgines
...dying, dying, dying. Oh, hark ! oh, hear ! how thin and clear And thinner clearer, farther going ! Oh ! sweet and far, from cliff and scar The horns of Elf-land...replying, Blow, bugle, answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. 0 love, they die on yon rich sky, They faint on hill, on field, on river ; Our echoes roll from soul... | |
 | 1852 - 596 pàgines
...rocks, and dying in the distance: O hark! O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O! sweet and far, from cliff and scar, The...purple glens replying — Blow, bugle! answer, echoes! dring, dying, dying! The prolonged echoes of the bugle gave the idea of an organ played in a lofty... | |
 | 1853 - 448 pàgines
...our readers who can delight in a rich creation of genius : — "The splendor falls on castle walla And snowy summits old in story ; The long light shakes...grow forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wide echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying." K. 18. Passages from the History... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1853 - 378 pàgines
...dying, dying, dying. Oh, hark ! oh, hear ! how thin and clear And thinner, clearer, farther going! Oh! sweet and far, from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland...answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die on yon rich sky, They faint on hill, on field, on river ; Our echoes roll from soul to soul And grow... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 468 pàgines
...echoes, dying, dying, dying. 0 hark, 0 hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, further going ! 0 sweet and far, from cliff and scar, The horns of Elfland...Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. 0 love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river : Our echoes roll from soul... | |
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