 The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.  Voice Culture and Elocution - 66 psl.autoriai: William T. Ross - 1890 - 364 psl.Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 psl.
...dying, dying, dying. Oh, hark, oh, hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! Oh, sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland...replying: Blow, bugle: answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river; Our echoes roll from soul to... | |
 | 430 psl.
...And thinner, clearer, farther going ! Oh ! sweet and far, from cliff and scar, The horns of Elunnd faintly blowing ! Blow ! let us hear the purple glens...Blow, bugle ! answer, echoes ! dying, dying, dying ! The prolonged echoes of the bugle gave the idea of an organ played in a lofty-vaulted cathedral ;... | |
 | 1897 - 666 psl.
...for instance, the first of them, adding Ibe line which precedes the one MR. BOUCHIBR jnoted :— О sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing ! Эг take two lines MR. BOUCHIER did not quote, in which the r has the chief place :— To watcb... | |
 | 1912 - 666 psl.
...Princess.' It runs : — О hark ! О hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going 1 О sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing !] Who is the author of the following lines ? — With patient steps the path of duty run ; God never... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 196 psl.
...echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, 0 hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! 0 sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland...Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. 0 love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river : Our echoes roll from soul... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 422 psl.
...bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther...Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river : Our echoes roll from soul... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1851 - 332 psl.
...dying, dying, dying. Oh hark! oh hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going; Oh sweet and far from cliff and scar, The horns of Elfland...replying, Blow Bugle, answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. Oh love, they die in yon rich sky! They faint on hill, on field, on river; Our echoes roll from soul... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 psl.
...dying, dying, dying. Oh, hark ! oh, hear ! how thin and clear And thinner, clearer, farther going! Oh ! sweet and far, from cliff and scar The horns of Elf-land faintly blowing. Blow, let us hear the pnrple glens replying, Blow, bugle, answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. 0 love, they die on yon rich... | |
 | 1852 - 596 psl.
...echoes, which were certainly very fine, rolling away up the rocks, and dying in the distance: O hark! O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther...purple glens replying — Blow, bugle! answer, echoes! dring, dying, dying! The prolonged echoes of the bugle gave the idea of an organ played in a lofty... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 580 psl.
...dying, dying, dying. Oh, hark ! oh, hear ! how thin and clear And thinner clearer, farther going ! Oh ! sweet and far, from cliff and scar The horns of Elf-land...replying, Blow, bugle, answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. 0 love, they die on yon rich sky, They faint on hill, on field, on river ; Our echoes roll from soul... | |
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