 | Thomas Hardy - 1916 - 252 pagine
...their shutters and the i dawn whitens hazily. Trust me, I mind not, though Life lours, The bringing me here ; nay, bring me here again ! I am just the...joy, and our paths through flowers. PENTARGAN BAY. BEENY CLIFF March 1870 — March 1913 O THE opal and the sapphire of that wandering western sea) And... | |
 | Thomas Hardy - 1920 - 578 pagine
...close their shutters and the dawn whitens hazily. Trust me, I mind not, though Life lours, The bringing me here ; nay, bring me here again ! I am just the...Valency's river Held its wonted way. Bos seemed not to titter Dimmest note of dirge, Targan mouth a mutter To its creamy surge. Yet though these, unheeding,... | |
 | John Middleton Murry - 1920 - 226 pagine
...close their shutters and the Dawn whitens hazily. Trust me, I mind not, though Life lours The bringing me here; nay, bring me here again ! I am just the...Our days were a joy and our paths through flowers.' r [NOVEMBER, 1919. 128 WE have read these poems of Thomas Hardy, read them not once, but many times.... | |
 | 1968 - 328 pagine
...their shutters, and the dawn whitens hazily. Trust me, I mind not, though Life lours, The bringing me here; nay, bring me here again! I am just the same...Our days were a joy, and our paths through flowers. A difference in manner and tone between Hardy's poem and the other two will have been observed at once:... | |
 | F. R. Leavis - 1986 - 380 pagine
...close their shutters and the dawn whitens hazily. Trust me, I mind not, though Life lours, The bringing me here; nay, bring me here again! I am just the same...Our days were a joy, and our paths through flowers. That is one of the most moving poems that was ever written and I think it is Hardy's supreme success.... | |
 | Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - 1172 pagine
...years ago, When you were all aglow, And not the thin ghost that I now frailly follow! (1. 21-24) 3 Figlla Che Piange 53 Weave, weave the sunlight in your hair— (1. 3) 54 Sometimes these cogitatio (1. 30-32) CMoP; EBEV, ELP; EnLoPo; FaBoPP; GBL; GTBS-P; OBNC; OxBTC; PoE; PoEL-5 5 Will this thought... | |
 | Thomas Hardy - 1994 - 978 pagine
...hazily. Trust me, 1 mind not, though Life lours, The bringing me here ; nay, bring me here again 1 I am just the same as when Our days were a joy, and...through flowers. PENTARGAN BAY. A DEATH-DAY RECALLED BEENV did not quiver, Juliot grew not gray, Thin Vallency's river Held its wonted way. Bos seemed not... | |
 | Melissa Fran Zeiger - 1997 - 228 pagine
...close their shutters and the dawn whitens hazily. Trust me, I mind not, though Life lours, The bringing me here; nay, bring me here again! I am just the same...Our days were a joy, and our paths through flowers. (349) The ghost in "After a Journey" puts the narrator in some danger of death, and it thus recalls... | |
 | Thomas Hardy - 1998 - 324 pagine
...their shutters and the dawn whitens hazily. Trust me, I mind not, though Life lours, 30 The bringing me here; nay, bring me here again! I am just the same...joy, and our paths through flowers. Pentargan Bay AT CASTLE BOTEREI. As I drive to the junction of lane and highway, And the drizzle bedrenches the waggonette,... | |
 | Matthew Campbell - 1999 - 292 pagine
...close their shutters and the dawn whitens hazily. Trust me, I mind not, though life lours. The bringing me here; nay, bring me here again! I am just the same...joy, and our paths through flowers. Pentargan Bay (25-32) Hardy takes issue with Tennyson's haunted man, who though he may have been terrorised by his... | |
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Ignorant of what there is flitting here to see, The waked birds preen and the seals flop lazily, Soon you will have, Dear, to vanish from me, For the stars close their shutters and the dawn whitens hazily. Trust me, I mind not, though Life lours, The... 
