 | 1867 - 796 sider
...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 not this a new form to tht thought — a form which makes'-us feel the truth And the gross matter by a... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 196 sider
...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. ' THERE sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound' Said Ida... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 sider
...answer echoes, 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 forever and forever. . Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. It is like... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1851 - 332 sider
...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 NEW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY RBPBRBNCB DEPARTMENT Thii book is under no circumstance* to be taken... | |
 | 1852 - 252 sider
...field, on river : Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever, and for ever 1 Blow, bugle, blow ! set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer ! dying, dying, dying !" These echoes will " roll from soul to soul" long after we have ceased to hear them. We have seen... | |
 | 1853 - 448 sider
...answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. 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 forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wide echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying." K. 18. Passages... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 468 sider
...answer, 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 forever and forever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. IV. " THERE... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1853 - 800 sider
...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 TENNYSON. [VICTORIA, It is difficult to make selections from the " IN MEMORIAM," that... | |
 | Charles Dickens - 1853 - 504 sider
...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 !" These echoes will " roll from soul to soul" long after we have ceased to hear them. We have seen... | |
 | Benjamin Franklin Taylor - 1854 - 304 sider
...answer, 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 forever and forever. Blow, bngle, blow, set the wide echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying." The youngest went first ; innocence... | |
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Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. 
