 Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight.  Poems - Страница 271написао/ла Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1856 - 379 страницаПуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 страница
...Time, and turned it in his glowing hands: Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the...with might: Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight. As the husband is, the wife is : thou art mated with a clown, And the... | |
 | 1849 - 468 страница
...loved." Passion seeks the gratification of self; Love sacrifices itself. What says Tennyson ? — ' Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all the...with might ; Smote the chord of self, that trembling passed in music out of sight.' " " Cite proofs, and not the fictions of poetry, if you wish to convert... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 страница
...Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the...her whisper throng'd my pulses with the fullness of Many an evening by the waters did we watch the stately ships, And our spirits rush'd together at the... | |
 | 1842 - 788 страница
...Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the...ring, And her whisper throng'd my pulses with the fulness of the Spring. Many an evening hy the waters did we watch the stately ships, And our spirits... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1842 - 558 страница
...Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the...ring, And her whisper throng'd my pulses with the fulness of the Spring. Many an evening by the waters did we watch the stately ships, And our spirits... | |
 | 1842 - 610 страница
...Time, and turned it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the...might ; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight. Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring, And herwhisper... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843 - 256 страница
...Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the...Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses .And her whisper throng'd my pulses with the fullness of the Spring. Many an evening by the waters... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 страница
...Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the...moorland did we hear the copses ring, And her whisper throng 'd my pulses with the fulness of the Spring. Many an evening by the waters did we watch the... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 страница
...moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on ill the chords with might ; Smote the chord of Self, that,...ring, And her whisper throng'd my pulses with the fulness of the spring. Many an .evening by the waters did we watch the stalely ships. And our spirits... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 254 страница
...Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the...her whisper throng'd my pulses with the fullness of Many an evening by the waters did we watch the stately ships, And our spirits rush'd together at the... | |
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