 | 1850 - 640 pages
...yet striking simplicity is the cold estrangement of a sudden losa expressed in these brief stanzas : Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the...unlovely street, Doors, where my heart was used to beat Sa quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasped no more — Behold me, for I cannot sleep,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 236 pages
...end ? And what to me remains of good ? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me, no second friend. DARK house, by which once more I stand Here in the...So quickly, waiting for a hand, 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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 228 pages
...And what to me remains of good ? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me, no second friend. DAEK house, by which once more I stand Here in the long...So quickly, waiting for a hand, 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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 228 pages
...end ? And what to me remains of good ? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me, no second friend. DARK house, by which once more I stand Here in the...beat So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can he clasp 'd no more — Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1851 - 234 pages
...And what to me remains of good ? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me, no second friend. Til. DARK house, by which once more I stand Here in the...So quickly, waiting for a hand, 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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 422 pages
...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...So quickly, waiting for a hand, 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... | |
 | 1851 - 604 pages
...recessit." "Arthur Henry Hallam was born in Bedford Place,* London, on the 1st of February, 1811. * " Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the long unlovely street ; Doors, where my heart was wont to be»t So quickly, waiting for a hand." /n Manor ¡am. 1851.] ARTHUR HEXRY HALLAM. Very few... | |
 | 1851 - 622 pages
...versabitur, poslqiiam ab oculis recessit." " Arthur Henry Hallam was born in Bedford Place,* Londpn, on ' Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the long unlovely street ; Doors, where my heart was wont to beat So quickly, waiting for a hand." In AtemuruHK. the 1st of February, 1811. Very few years... | |
 | 1857 - 224 pages
...discern betwixt good and evil. Page 35, Chap. vii. 1C. • • " He shall return no more to his house." " Dark house, by which once more I stand . • Here...quickly, waiting for a hand, — • 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... | |
 | Frederick William Bryon Bouverie - 1858 - 440 pages
...cette heure suprême, Ces têtes que j'aimais. Avare, j'ai moi-même Enfoui mon trésor. VICTOR Ht/ro Dark house by which once more I stand Here in the long unluvely street, Doors where my lieart was nsed to heat So quickly, waiting for a han.l, A hand that... | |
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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 breaks... 
