 | George Croly - 1854 - 426 Seiten
...tears timid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn, Forlorn...the hill side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream 1 Fled is that music : — Do I wake or sleep 1... | |
 | 1854 - 400 Seiten
...tears amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn...Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 Seiten
...tears amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Chann'd magic casements, opening on the foam, Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn...cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. BONGS OF NIGHTINGALES. 217 Adieu I adieu I thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 Seiten
...heart of lluth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam,...like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self 1 Adieu I adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 Seiten
...the very word is like a bell, To toll me back from thee to my sole self ! Adieu ! the fancy can not cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf....Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision or a waking dream... | |
 | John Keats - 1855 - 416 Seiten
...tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn...Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hillside ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 Seiten
...the very word is like a bell, To toll me back from thee to my sole self ! Adieu ! the fancy can not cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf....Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision or a waking dream... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1855 - 580 Seiten
...! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the Fancy can not cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf....Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hillside ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : , Was it a vision, or a waking dream... | |
 | David Charles Bell - 1856 - 466 Seiten
...casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. " Forlorn !" — The very sound is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole...near meadows, — over the still stream, — Up the hill-side ; — and now, 'tis buried deep In the next valley's glades : — * Was it a vision, or a... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 Seiten
...casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lauds forlorn. VIII. Forlorn ! the very word ia like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self...Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream... | |
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As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music:... 
