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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... "
... Tennyson's The Princess - Page 61
by Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1896 - 142 lehte
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The Gentleman's Magazine, and Historical Chronicle, for the Year ..., 183. köide

1848 - 744 lehte
...reposing on broidered couches, a maiden was commanded to sing, and thus she sweetly sang : Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears, from the depth of some divine despair, Rise in the heart, aud gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields And thinking of the days that are no...
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The Quarterly review, 82. köide

1848 - 620 lehte
...very beautiful to read, though scarcely fit for a harp accompaniment. It runs thus : — ' Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the henrt, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that...
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The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, 13. köide

1848 - 614 lehte
...all cares to kill Is to give them — No surrender ! DAYS THAT ARE NO MORE. BY TENNYBON. Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean ; Tears from the...sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last, which reddens over one That sinks with all we love, below the verge ; So sad, so fresh,...
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The Haileybury observer, 3–5. köide

East India college - 1845 - 620 lehte
...whole, but when far distant from our native land, we may some day find how true the song is, — how " Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eye, When thinking of the days that are no more." '• For woman lit not undevelopt man Hut diverse...
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American Literary Magazine, 1–3. köide

1847 - 1230 lehte
...house . Men hated learned women." Thus too, when one of them sings, the song is sad: " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth...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 a...
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The Daguerreotype, 2. köide

1848 - 572 lehte
...occurs at the close of the poem) : " ' Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from thi depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and...happy Autumn-fields, , And thinking of the days that arc no more. ', ' Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings oar friends up from the...
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The Princess: A Medley

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - 180 lehte
...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, Tears from the depth...sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh,...
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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, 13. köide

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1848 - 610 lehte
...to kill Is to give them — No surrender ! DAYS THAT ARE NO MORE. BY TENNYSON. Tears, idle tears, 1 know not what they mean ; Tears from the depth of...sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last, which reddens over one That sinks with all we love, below the verge ; So sad, so fresh,...
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The American Literary Magazine, 1–2. köide

1848 - 832 lehte
...a house : Mm hated learned women." Thus too, when one of them sings, the song is sad: " Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth...despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In lookin? on the happy Autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. " Fresh as the first...
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A country neighborhood, cont. The moat

Lady Emily Ponsonby - 1848 - 350 lehte
...harshly of you — I think of you as I have ever done. Oh, how am I to live without you !" CHAPTER XXI. Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in...heart, and gather to -the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. TENNYSON. When Claude Hastings returned home...
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