 ... Fresh as the first beam glittering on a 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, the days that are no more.  The World's Best Poetry ... - Seite 1431904Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Jessie Fothergill - 1875 - 248 Seiten
...But never to be realized the visions ; the remembrances, doomed ever to be remembrances, and nothing more ! — ' Dear as remembered kisses after death,...regret — O Death in Life ! The days that are no more 1 ' So, in ruder words, Sara was complaining within her heart. At last she started up resolving —... | |
 | William Mackergo Taylor - 1875 - 244 Seiten
...shoe that is indissolubly associated with the happiness of the past, so that we cry out in anguish, " Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as...regret, O Death in Life — the days that are no more !"* But this boy thus unexpectedly removed was, so far as appears, an only child. When this woman's... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1875 - 890 Seiten
...The Princess. Canto iv. Unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows aglimmering square. Ibid. Canto iv. Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as...love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret ; 0 Death in Life ! the days that are no more. Ibid. Canto iv. Sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice,... | |
 | Marian (pseud.) - 1875 - 206 Seiten
...with a sigh. " Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as...regret ; O Death in Life, the days that are no more." Again he sighed. Berta was touched. " The days that are no more," she thought, " must to him contrast... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1875 - 178 Seiten
...are no more. " Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as...regret ; O Death in Life, the days that are no more." She ended with such passion that the tear, She sang of, shook and fell, an erring pearl Lost in her... | |
 | 1875 - 448 Seiten
...that are no more. Ah, sad and strange, as in dark summer dawns, The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. . Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1875 - 400 Seiten
...days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1875 - 494 Seiten
...days that are no more. "Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. "Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1875 - 292 Seiten
...that are no more. " Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. " Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1869 - 298 Seiten
...that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-a waken' d birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remember' d kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others... | |
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