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" 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 198
af Beautiful poetry - 1855
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English Poetry: With Introductions, Notes and Illustrations, Bind 42

1910 - 490 sider
...thro' the West. Rosy is the West, Rosy is the South, Roses are her cheeks, And a rose her mouth. XVIII I HAVE led her home, my love, my only friend. There...blood And sweetly, on and on Calming itself to the long-wish 'd-for end, Full to the banks, close on the promised good. None like her, none. Just now...
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The Vista of English Verse

1911 - 784 sider
...Forgive them where they fail in truth, And in thy wisdom make me wise. MAUD (From Maud, 1855) XVIII. I. I have led her home, my love, my only friend. There...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...
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A Poet's Anthology of Poems

Alfred Noyes - 1911 - 446 sider
...If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my Love. MARLOWE. A Cedar of Lebanon I HAVE led her home, my love, my only friend. There...end, Full to the banks, close on the promised good. ii. None like her, none. Just now the dry-tongued laurels' pattering talk Seem'd her light foot along...
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A Book of English Literature, Selected and Ed

Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 924 sider
...beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls. From MAUD xvra Bliss long-wished-for end, 5 Full to the banks, dose on the promised good. None like her, none. Just now...
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A Book of English Literature, Selected and Ed

Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 944 sider
...never yet so warmly ran my blood And sweetly, on and on Calming itself to the long-wished-for end, 5 Full to the banks, close on the promised good. None...laurels' pattering talk Seemed her light foot along the garden walk, And shook my heart to think she comes once more; 10 But even then I heard her close the...
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The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by Various ..., Bind 4

Thomas Humphry Ward - 1917 - 856 sider
...For tho' my lips may breathe adieu, I cannot think the thing farewell. [From Maud, Part I. xviii.] I. I have led her home, my love, my only friend. There...end, Full to the banks, close on the promised good. II. None like her, none. Just now the dry-tongued laurels' pattering talk Seem'd her light foot along...
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Browning to Rupert Brooke

Thomas Humphry Ward - 1918 - 686 sider
...thing farewell. I/ [From Maud, Part I, xviii] I I have led her home,. my love, my only friend. AHcT never yet so warmly ran my blood And sweetly, on and on Calming itself to the long-wish'd-for end, ___ ^Full to the banks, close on the promised good. II None like her, none. Just now the dry-tongued...
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The Works of Tennyson: With Notes by the Author

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1920 - 1090 sider
...the West. Rosy is the West, Rosy is the South, Roses are her cheeks, And a rose her mouth. XVIII. I. ~ Seerri'd her light foot along the garden walk, And shook my heart to think she comes once more; But...
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Studies in Tennyson

Henry Van Dyke - 1920 - 350 sider
...in the memory forever. Strains of this music come to us from Maud: the song of triumphant love, — I have led her home, my love, my only friend. There is none like her, none, — the nocturne that rises like the breath of passion from among the flowers, — Come into the garden,...
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The Works of Henry Van Dyke: Studies in Tennyson

Henry Van Dyke - 1921 - 460 sider
...in the memory forever. Strains of this music come to us from Maud: the song of triumphant love, — I have led her home, my love, my only friend. There is none like her, none, — the nocturne that rises like the breath of passion from among the flowers, — Come into the garden,...
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