 To find him in the valley ; let the wild Lean-headed Eagles yelp alone, and leave The monstrous ledges there to slope, and spill Their thousand wreaths of dangling water-smoke, That like a broken purpose waste in air : So waste not thou ; but come ; for...  The Quarterly review - Seite 4511848Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1877 - 365 Seiten
...like a hroken pnrpose waste in air: So waste not thon ; hnt come ; for all the vales Await thee; aznre pillars of the hearth Arise to thee : the children call, and I Thy shepherd pipe, and sweet is every sonnd. Sweeter thy voice, hnt every sonnd is sweet; Myriads of rivnlets hnrrying thro' the lawn, The... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1877 - 96 Seiten
...like a broken purpose waste in air : So waste not thou ; but come ; for all the vales Await thee ; azure pillars of the hearth Arise to thee ; the children call, and I Tliy shepherd pipe, and sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet ; Myriads... | |
 | Edmund John Armstrong - 1877 - 306 Seiten
...Take, for example, two lines, which are as rich in melody as any that Mr. Tennyson has written — ' ' The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees." Take from Poe's Raven this fine example of onomatopoeia : — "But the silken sad uncertain rustling... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1878 - 665 Seiten
...like a broken purpose waste in air : So waste not thou ; but come ; for all the vales Await thee ; azure pillars of the hearth Arise to thee ; the children...immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees.' So she low-toned ; while with shut eyes Hay Listening ; then look'd. Pale was the perfect face ; The... | |
 | Amelia B. Edwards - 1878 - 334 Seiten
...That like a broken purpose waste in air: So waste not thou; but come; for all the vales Await thee; azure pillars of the hearth Arise to thee; the children...every sound is sweet; Myriads of rivulets hurrying through the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. A. Tennyson,... | |
 | Literary and Philosophical Society of Liverpool - 1878
...the valley, where, as he tells us — " Every sound is sweet ; Myriads of rivulets hurrying through the lawn ; The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees." Not but that there is much in Tennyson's view of landscape that has affinity 'with that of Wordsworth... | |
 | Amelia B. Edwards - 1878 - 334 Seiten
...is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet ; Myriads of rivulets hurrying through the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. A. ' CHORAL HYMN TO ARTEMIS. WHEN the hounds of spring are on winter's traces, The mother of months... | |
 | Literary and Philosophical Society of Liverpool - 1878
...the valley, where, as he tells us — " Every sound is sweet ; Myriads of rivulets hurrying through the lawn ; The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees." Not but that there is much in Tennyson's view of landscape that has affinity with that of Wordsworth... | |
 | Thomas Brassey (1st earl.) - 1878
...protect him from the noon-tide glare, and his ears are soothed by the melodious minstrelsy of Nature : The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. His labours are performed in the free fresh air. They are vaiied and interesting. They tend to invigorate... | |
 | 1879
...than those of Tennyson in the little idyl in the " Princess ?" " Myriads of rivulets murmuring through the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees." Ariosto's great poem is a romance; Tasso's, an epic of chivalry. The one resembles Ovid, a luxuriant... | |
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