 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1881 - 588 pages
...days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawus The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering sqnare ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as rerneinber'd kisses after death, And... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1882 - 1002 pages
...sinks with all wo love below tho verge ; So sad, so fresh, tho days that are 110 more. Ah, sad and ago Safe from the storms and prelate's rage, lie gave...care On daily visits through the air. He hangs iu helpless fancy feigned On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with... | |
 | Robert McLean Cumnock - 1882 - 420 pages
...sinks with all we love below the verge,— So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe...Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as thqse by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1975 - 1042 pages
...Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd blrds To dying rars, eive its every nook and corner, as if delineated on a map. The streets seemed innu Drar as rememher'd kisses after death. And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are... | |
 | Harold Bloom - 1980 - 436 pages
...force, for the traditional texts all center thematically on versions of an earthly paradise: Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe...square; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Paradise, and groves Elysian, Fortunate Fields — like those of old Sought in the Atlantic Main —... | |
 | 1982 - 348 pages
...that are no more. Ah , sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half -awaken'd birds To dying ears , when unto dying eyes The casement...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others:... | |
 | Bill Moore - 1987 - 180 pages
...ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON Dumb with snow. They are silent . . . but dumb is a better word. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe...eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square; ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON And that must be very early indeed, as the birds start up long before daylight... | |
 | Richard Leppert - 1993 - 352 pages
...over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others;... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson - 1994 - 644 pages
...days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe ofhalf-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...square So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. She ended with such passion that the tear, She sang of, shook and fell, an erring pearl Lost in her... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 pages
...that are no more. 10 Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement...sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign 'd On lips that are for others;... | |
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... Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. 
