 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.  Papers - Страница 467написао/ла Browning Society (London, England) - 1881Пуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | 1867 - 796 страница
...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, blow, set the wild echoes flying ; And answer, echoes, answer, Dying, dying, dying." Is... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 196 страница
...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 to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. IV.... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1851 - 332 страница
...dying, dying, dying. Oh 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 blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes answer, dying, dying, dying. ' THE... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1853 - 504 страница
...dying, dying ! " Oh love, they die in your rich sky ! They faint on hill, on field, on river : Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever, and for ever 1 Blow, bugle, blow 1 set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer ! dying, dying, dying... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1853 - 378 страница
...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 for ever and for ever. Blow bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. It is... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1853 - 800 страница
...dying, dying, dying. 0 love, they die on 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, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. CIRCUMSTANCE.1... | |
 | 1856 - 754 страница
...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, blow ; set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying.... | |
 | 1856 - 704 страница
...closing stanza : ' 0 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! '... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1857 - 800 страница
...dying, dying, dying. O love, they dic on 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, hugle, hlow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. CIRCUMSTANCE.1... | |
 | Amusing poetry - 1857 - 266 страница
...dying, dying, dying. Oh, 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, blow, set the wild echoes flying; And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. ALFRED... | |
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