 None like her, none. Just now the dry-tongued laurels' pattering talk Seem'd her light foot along the garden walk, And shook my heart to think she comes once more But even then I "heard her close the door, The gates of Heaven are closed, and she is gone.  Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic - Side 198af Beautiful poetry - 1855Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 364 sider
...the West. Rosy is the West, Rosy is the South, Roses are her cheeks, And a rose her mouth. xvm. 1. I HAVE led her home, my love, my only friend. There...end, Full to the banks, close on the promised good. 2. None like her, none. Just now the dry-tongued laurels' pattering talk Seem'd her light foot along... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 364 sider
...thro' the West. Rosy is" the West, Rosy is the South, Roses are her cheeks, And a rose her mouth. xvm. I HAVE led her home, my love, my only friend. There...end, Full to the banks, close on the promised good. 2. None like her, none. Just now the dry-tongued laurels' pattering talk Seem'd her light foot along... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 698 sider
...the West. Rosy is the West, Rosy is the South, Roses are her cheeks, And a rose her mouth. xvni. 1. I HAVE led her home, my love, my only friend. There...end, Full to the banks, close on the promised good. 2. None like her, none. Just now the dry-tongued laurels' pattering talk Seem'd her light foot along... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1863 - 468 sider
...Rosy is the South, Roses are her cheeks, And a rose her mouth. 350 XVfll. I. I HAVE led her home, ray love, my only friend. There is none like her, none....end, Full to the banks, close on the promised good. 2. None like her, none. Just now the dry-tongued laurels' pattering talk Seem'd her light foot along... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1866 - 734 sider
...the West. Rosy is the West, Rosy is the South, Roses are her cheeks, And a rose her mouth. XVIII. 1. I HAVE led her home, my love, my only friend. There...end, Full to the banks, close on the promised good. 2. None like her, none. Just now the dry-tongued laurels' pattering talk Seem'd her light foot along... | |
 | George H. STRUTT - 1866 - 260 sider
...With Pleasure's own light, each leaf they say, Still tastes of the Fountain of Tears. T.tfoort. LVI. I have led her home, my love, my only friend. There...blood And sweetly, on and on Calming itself to the long-wished-for end, Full to the banks, close on the promised good. There is none like her, none. Nor... | |
 | Annie Keary - 1866 - 346 sider
...ascertained, or Sydney sufficiently calm to take her place with his mother by his sick-bed. CHAPTER XV. I have led her home, my love, my only friend. There...blood And sweetly, on and on, Calming itself to the long-wished-for end, Full to the banks, close on the promised good. MRS. EDGECOMBE'S note entreating... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1868 - 520 sider
...the West. Rosy is the West, Rosy is the South, Roses are her cheeks, And a rose her mouth. r XVIII. I HAVE led her home, my love, my only friend. There...end, Full to the banks, close on the promised good. 2. None like her, none. Just now the dry-tongued laurels' pattering talk Seem'd her light foot along... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1869 - 186 sider
...the West. Kosy is the West, Rosy is the South, Roses are her cheeks, And a rose her mouth. XYIII. L I HAVE led her home, my love, my only friend. There...blood And sweetly, on and on Calming itself to the loug-wish'd-for end, Full to the banks, close on the promised good. 2. None like her, none. Just now... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1869 - 658 sider
...the West. Rosy is the West, Rosy is the South, Roses are her cheeks, And a rose her mouth. XVIII. 1. I HAVE led her home, my love, my only friend. There is none like her, none. Anil never yet so warmly ran my blood And sweetly, on and on Calming itself to the long-wish'd-for... | |
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