 A hand that can be clasp'd no more — Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest morning to the door. He is not here ; but far away The noise of life begins again, And ghastly thro' the drizzling rain On the bald street...  In Memoriam - Pagina 9di Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 126 pagineVisualizzazione completa - Informazioni su questo libro
 | Emma Eleanor Elizabeth Hislop Elliot-Murray Kynynmoumd Countess of Minto - 1868 - 464 pagine
...Elliot shrink from returning to the " dark house," the " long unlovely street," the " Doors, where her heart was used to beat So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasped no more," her children had arranged that she should not revisit her old home, but should be... | |
 | 1869 - 974 pagine
...which clad all things in its own monotonous gloom : — " Dark ho»He, by which once more I stand There in the long unlovely street ; Doors, where my heart...So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasped no more." Arthur began the study of the law at home, and wae entered on the books of the Inner... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1872 - 498 pagine
...And what to me remains of good? To her, perpetual maidenhood, •aid unto me no second friend. )ARK house, by which once more I stand Here in the long...unlovely street, Doors, where my heart was used to beat o quickly, waiting for a hand, hand that can be clasp' d no more, — Behold me, for I cannot sleep,... | |
 | 1872 - 660 pagine
...And what to me remains of good ? To her, perpetual maidenhood ; And unto me, no second friend. VII. * DARK house, by which once more I stand Here in the...quickly, waiting for a hand, — A hand that can be clasped no more, — Behold me I for I can not sleep ; And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest... | |
 | Ephraim Hunt - 1872 - 658 pagine
...remains of good ? To her, perpetual maidenhood ; And unto nie, no second friend. VII. DARK house, bv which once more I stand Here in the long, unlovely...quickly, waiting for a hand, — A hand that can be clasped no more, — Behold me ! for I can not sleep ; And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1872 - 360 pagine
...what to me remains of good t To her, perpetual maidenhood. And unto me no second frieud. VII. DAIIK house, by which once more I stand Here in the long...my heart was used to beat So quickly, waiting for a baud, A hand that can be clasp'd no more,— Behold me, for I cannot sleep, Aud like a guilty thing... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1873 - 528 pagine
...? And what to me remains of good ? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me, no second friend. vn. DARK house, by which once more I stand, Here in the...So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasped no more, — Behold me, for I -armot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest morning... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1873 - 350 pagine
...for a hand, A hand that can he clasp'd no moro,— Bshold me, for I caunot sleep, And like a gnilty thing I creep At earliest morning to the door. He is not here ; hnt far away ; The noise of life hegias agaш, And ghastly thro' the rtn/.dPi.' rain On the hald... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1875 - 264 pagine
...? And what to me remains of good ? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me no second friend. VII. DARK house, by which once more I stand Here in the...unlovely street, Doors, where my heart was used to beat A hand that can be clasp'd no more — Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1876 - 288 pagine
...will not rise, And the colors have all passed away from her eyes ! William Wordsworth. GOWER STREET. DARK house, by which once more I stand Here in the...quickly, waiting for a hand, — A hand that can be clasped no more, — • Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest... | |
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