 The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story; The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying. Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O, hark,...  The Oxford Treasury of English Literature: Jacobean to Victorian - Pagina 3971908Visualizzazione completa - Informazioni su questo libro
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pagine
...dying, dying, dying. Oh, hark, oh, hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! Oh, sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland...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... | |
 | 1853 - 846 pagine
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 | Robert Bailey Thomas - 1893 - 618 pagine
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 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 196 pagine
...echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, 0 hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! 0 sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland...Blow, bugle ; 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... | |
 | 1912 - 586 pagine
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 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 422 pagine
...summits old in story : The long light shakes across the lakes And the mid cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle...yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river : Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1851 - 332 pagine
...dying, dying, dying. Oh hark! oh hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going; Oh sweet and far from cliff and scar, The horns of Elfland...replying, Blow Bugle, answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. Oh love, they die in yon rich sky! They faint on hill, on field, on river; Our echoes roll from soul... | |
 | 1852 - 596 pagine
...awaken the echoes, which were certainly very fine, rolling away up the rocks, and dying in the distance: O hark! O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer,...purple glens replying — Blow, bugle! answer, echoes! dring, dying, dying! The prolonged echoes of the bugle gave the idea of an organ played in a lofty... | |
 | 1852 - 252 pagine
...dying, dying, dying 1 " Oh hark ! oh hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going 1 Oh sweet and far, from cliff and scar, The horns of Elfland...Blow, bugle ! answer, echoes ! dying, dying, dying ! " Oh love, they die in your rich sky ! They faint on hill, on field, on river : Our echoes roll from... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 580 pagine
...dying, dying, dying. Oh, hark ! oh, hear ! how thin and clear And thinner clearer, farther going ! Oh ! sweet and far, from cliff and scar The horns of Elf-land...replying, Blow, bugle, 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... | |
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