| Edmund Burke - 1838 - 862 páginas
...that met me, That heard me softly call — Came glimmering thro the laurel* At the quiet even fall, In the garden by the turrets Of the old manorial hall....still cavern deep, And to weep, and weep, and weep My whole soul out to thee. Get thee hence, nor come again, Pass and cease to move about ; Pass, thou... | |
| 1845 - 888 páginas
...through the laurels, At the quiet evening fall, In the garden, by the terrace Of the old manorial hall. The broad light glares and beats, And the sunk eye...faces that one meets, Hearts with no love for me; Only I long to creep To some still cavern deep, And weep, and weep, and weep My whole soul out to thee!... | |
| Charles Fenno Hoffman, Timothy Flint, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew - 1845 - 652 páginas
...the garden, by the terrace Of the old manorial hall. The broad light glares and beats, And the sunn eye flits and fleets, And will not let me be ; I loathe...the faces that one meets, Hearts with no love for me ; Only I long to creep To Home still cavern deep, And weep, and weep, and weep My whole soul out to... | |
| 1855 - 724 páginas
...rest?' But the broad light glares and beats, And the shadow flits and fleets And will not let me be; And I loathe the squares and streets. And the faces that...Hearts with no love for me : Always I long to creep Into some still cavern deep, There to weep, and weep, and weep My whole soul out to thee. Here all... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 176 páginas
...But the broad light glares and beats, And the shadow flits and fleets And will not let me be ; And I loathe the squares and streets, And the faces that...Hearts with no love for me : Always I long to creep Into some still cavern deep, There to weep, and weep, and weep My whole soul out to thee. 13. XXV.... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 180 páginas
...But the broad light glares and beats, And the shadow flits and fleets And will not let me be ; And I loathe the squares and streets, And the faces that...Hearts with no love for me : Always I long to creep Into some still cavern deep, There to weep, and weep, and weep My whole soul out to thee. 13. XXV.... | |
| Charles Fenno Hoffman, Timothy Flint, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew - 1855 - 706 páginas
...'But the broad light glares and beats, And the shadow flits and fleets, And will not let me be ; And I loathe the squares and streets, And the faces that...Hearts with no love for me : Always I long to creep Into some still cavern deep, There to weep, and weep, and weep My whole soul out to thee.' ТПЕ TRIUMPH... | |
| 1855 - 1428 páginas
...glares and beats, And the shadow tilts and lleeta And will not let me be; And I loathe the squures nnd streets, And the faces that one meets, Hearts with no love for me : Always I long to creep Into some still cavern deep, There to weep, and we^p, and weep My whole soul out to thec. Here all... | |
| Charles Fenno Hoffman, Timothy Flint, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew - 1855 - 704 páginas
...'But the broad light glares and beats, And the shadow flits and fleets, And will not let me be ; And I loathe the squares and streets, And the faces that one meets, Hearts with no love for tne : Always I long to creep Into some still cavern deep, There to weep, and weep, and weep lly whole... | |
| 1855 - 1416 páginas
...But the broad light glares and bcata, And the shadow flits and fleet* And u ill not let me be; And I loathe the squares and streets, And the faces that one meets. Hearts with no love fur me : Always I long to creep Into some still cavern deep, There to weep, and weep, and weep My whole... | |
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