 And deep-asleep he seem'd, yet all awake, And music in his ears his beating heart did make. They sat them down upon the yellow sand, Between the sun and moon upon the shore ; And sweet it was to dream of Fatherland, Of child, and wife, and slave ; but...  The Poems of Alfred Tennyson, 1830-1863 - 115 psl.autoriai: Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1907 - 601 psl.Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | 1849 - 792 psl.
...sweet it was to dream of Fatherland, Of child, and wife, and slave ; but evermore Most weary seemed the sea, weary the oar, Weary the wandering fields...beyond the wave ; we will no longer roam.' " CHORIC SONO. I. « There is sweet music here, that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass,... | |
 | 1860 - 834 psl.
...sweet it was to dream of Fatherland, Of child, and wife, and slave ; but evermore Most weary seemed the sea, weary the oar, Weary the wandering fields...more;' And all at once they sang, ' Our island home IB far beyond the wave ; we will no longer room.' " But I have no right to descant upon my years of... | |
 | Henry Alford - 1841 - 272 psl.
...sweet it was to dream of Father-land, Of child, and wife, and slave; but evermore Most weary seemed the sea, weary the oar, Weary the wandering fields...Is far beyond the wave : we will no longer roam.' The resolve however is broken, for Odysseus forces them into their ships, and binds them to their benches... | |
 | Cam river - 1841 - 318 psl.
...sweet it was to dream of Father-land, And wife and child and slave ; but evermore Most weary seemed the sea, weary the oar, Weary the wandering fields...Is far beyond the wave ; we will no longer roam.' TENNYSON. BANDY LEGS. As 1 was a going to sell my eggs, I met a man with bandy legs, Bandy legs and... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1843 - 260 psl.
...faces pale, Dark faces pale against that rosy flame, The mild-eyed melancholy Lotos-eaters came. IT. Branches they bore of that enchanted stem, Laden with...beyond the wave ; we will no longer roam." CHORIC SONG. 1. There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 psl.
...with faces pale, Dark faces pale against that rosy flame, The mild-eyed melancholy Lotos-eaters came. Branches they bore of that enchanted stem, Laden with...beyond the wave; we will no longer roam." CHORIC SONG. 1. There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews... | |
 | 1845 - 608 psl.
...sweet it wa> ю dream of fatherland, ОГ child, and wife, and slave ; but evermore Most weary seemed the sea, weary the oar, Weary the wandering fields...beyond the wave ; we will no longer roam.' CHORIC 905G. 'There is «weet music here, that softer falls Than petals from blown rosea on the grass, Or... | |
 | Henry Allon - 1845 - 646 psl.
...sweet it was to dream of fatherland, Of child, and wife, and slave ; but evermore Most weary seemed the sea, weary the oar, Weary the wandering fields...home Is far beyond the wave; we will no longer roam.' ' There is sweet music here, that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846 - 260 psl.
...slave ; but evermore Most weary seem'd the sea, weary the oar, Weary the wandering fields of Darren foam. Then some one said, " We will return no more...beyond the wave ; we will no longer roam." CHORIC SONG. 1. There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1849 - 320 psl.
...sweet it was to dream of Fatherland, Of child, and wife, and slave ; but evermore Most weary seemed the sea, weary the oar, Weary the wandering fields...falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-news on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass ; Music that gentlier... | |
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