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" He cometh not," she said; She said, " I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead! "
Poems - Side 12
av Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1866 - 379 sider
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Progressive Exercises in Latin Elegiac Verse

Charles Granville Gepp - 1830 - 194 sider
...dark fen the oxen's low Came to her : without hope of change, In sleep she seem'd to walk forlorn, I0 Till cold winds woke the gray-eyed morn About the lonely moated grange. 2. She weeps ere the day shakes off the dews (nondum, with abl. abs.). — 5, 6. Night was completing...
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The Museum of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Volum 21

Robert Walsh, Eliakim Littell, John Jay Smith - 1832 - 648 sider
...grange She only «aid, ' The day is dreary, He cometh not,' she said : She said, ' I am awearv, aweary 1 would that I were "dead!' About a stonecast from the wall A sluice with blacken 'd water's slept And o er it many, round and small, The clustered marishmosses crept Hard by...
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The Republic of Letters: A Selection, in Poetry and Prose, from the ..., Volum 4

Alexander Whitelaw - 1835 - 476 sider
...: without hope of change, III sleep she seem'd to walk forlorn, Till cold winds woke the grey-eyed morn. About the lonely moated grange. She only said, " The day is dreary, He cometh not," she said : She said, "Jam aweary, aweary, f would that I were dead I" About a stonecast from the wall, A sluice...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 sider
...her : without hope of change, In sleep she seemed to walk forlorn, Till cold winds woke the grey-eyed morn About the lonely moated grange. She only said, " The day is dreary, He cometh not," she said ; She said, " I am aweary, aweary, 1 would that I were dead !" About a stone-cast from the wall, A...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 sider
...sluice with blackened waters slept, And o'er it many, round and small, The clustered marishmosses crept. Hard by a poplar shook alway, All silver green with gnarled bark, For leagues no other tree did dark The level waste, the rounding grey. She only said, " My life is dreary. He cometh not," she said...
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The Moral and Intellectual School Book: Containing Instructions for Reading ...

William Martin - 1838 - 368 sider
...without hope of change, In sleep she seemed to walk forlorn, Till cold winds woke the grey-eyed mom About the lonely moated grange. She only said, " The day is dreary, He corneth not," she said ; She said, " I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead 1" • About a stone-cast...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 sider
...her : without hope of change. In sleep she seemed to walk forlorn, Till cold winds woke the grey-eyed morn About the lonely moated grange. She only said, " The day is dreary, Ahout a stone-cast from the wall, A sluice with hlackened waters slept, And o'er it many, round and...
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National: A Library for the People, Utgaver 1-26

1839 - 446 sider
...she seemed to walk forlorn, Till cold winds woke the grey-eyed morn About the lonely moated grunge. She only said, " The day is dreary, He cometh not," she said ; She said, " I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead !" 4. About a stone-cast from the wall,...
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Selections from the British Poets, Volum 2

1840 - 368 sider
...light ; From the dark fen the oxen's low Came to her : without hope of change, In sleep she seem'd to walk forlorn, Till cold winds woke the gray-eyed...from the wall, A sluice with blacken'd waters slept, And o'er it many, round and small, The cluster'd marishmosses crept. Hard by a poplar shook alway,...
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Gems of the Modern Poets: With Biographical Notices

Samuel Carter Hall - 1842 - 440 sider
...light ; From the dark fen the oxen's low Came to her : without hope of change, In sleep she seemed to walk forlorn, Till cold winds woke the gray-eyed...!" About a stone-cast from the wall, A sluice with blackened waters slept, Hard by a poplar shook alway, AH silver green with gnarled bark, For leagues...
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