| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1859 - 211 pages
...her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me no seeond friend. DARK house, by which once more I stand Hero in the long unlovely street, Doors, where my heart was used to bcat So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that am be clasp'd no more— Bohold me, for I cannot sleep,... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 364 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...Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing 1 creep At earliest morning to the door. He is not here ; but far away The noise of life begins again,... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 390 pages
...what to me remains of good ? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me no second friend. VII. 1T\ARK 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... | |
| John Brown - 1861 - 526 pages
...interest. " In the summer of 1818 he spent some months with his parents in Germany and Switzerland, and 1 " 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 Memoriam. This is a mistake, as his friend Dr. AP... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 232 pages
...end ? And what to me remains of good ? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me no second friend. 8 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 - 1862 - 240 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...my heart was used to beat So quickly, waiting for a han3, A hand that can be clasp' d no more — Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 698 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...street, Doors, where my heart was used to beat So quietly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasped no more, — Behold me, for I cannot sleep,... | |
| John Brown - 1862 - 492 pages
...touching record of a father's love and sorrow. " Arthur Henry Hallam was born in Bedford Place,1 1 " 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 Memoriam. This is a mistake, as his friend Dr.... | |
| John Brown - 1862 - 360 pages
...relish for dramatic poetry, and wrote several tragedies, if we may so call them, either in prose or * "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.'* la Memoriam. This is a mistake, as his friend Dr. AP... | |
| John Brown - 1862 - 488 pages
...record of a father's love and sorrow. " Arthur Henry Hallam was born in Bedford Place,1 1 " Dark bouse, 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 Memoriam. This is a mistake, as his friend Dr.... | |
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