 Come then, pure hands, and bear the head That sleeps or wears the mask of sleep, And come, whatever loves to weep, And hear the ritual of the dead. Ah yet, ev'n yet, if this might be, I, falling on his faithful heart, Would breathing thro...  New Englander and Yale Review - Pagina 604editat de - 1850Vizualizare completă - Despre această carte
 | 1850 - 806 pagini
...loss, hovering tenderness over the final rites, — the transport from a foreign shore to where, ' from his ashes may be made The violet of his native land.' Then, come yearnings toward the fair time, idealized amid the irrevocable past, the youthful time when... | |
 | 1864 - 998 pagini
...clover sod that takes the sunshine and the rains than in the sailor's vast and wandering grave,— And from his ashes may be made The violet of his native land. The world is calm, and the poet is comforted; the winds begin to rise, whirling away the last red leaf,... | |
 | 1868
...friends, and we like to have the graves of our loved les near to us and not far away amongst strangers. "'Tis well ; 'tis something ; we may stand Where he...it looks in truth As if the quiet bones were blest, 226 THE CHTTHCH. [SEPTEMBER 1 This feeling must not be denounced as mere sentimentalism, for it bl... | |
 | Freemasons. Grand Lodge of Iowa - 1915 - 666 pagini
...they go Into the beautiful past.' " " ' 'Tls well : 'tis something. We mav stand Where he in kindly earth is laid:' And from his ashes may be made The violet of his native land. " ' 'Tls little ; but lt looks in truth As if the quiet bones were blest, Among familiar names to rest.... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 236 pagini
...precious relics brought by thee ; The dust of him I shall not see Till all my widow 'd race be run. 29 'Tis well, 'tis something, we may stand Where he in...be made The violet of his native land. 'Tis little ; hut it looks in truth As if the quiet bones were blest Among familiar names to rest Aud in the places... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 272 pagini
...thee ; The dust of him I shall not see Till all my widowed race be run. / XVIII. 'T is well, 't is something, we may stand Where he in English earth...his ashes may be made The violet of his native land. • 'T is little ; but it looks in truth As if the quiet bones were blest Among familiar names to rest... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 228 pagini
...precious relics brought by thee ; The dust of him I shall not see Till all my widow 'd race be run. XVIII. 'Tis well, 'tis something, we may stand Where he in English earth is laid, And from his ashes may he made The violet of his native land. 'Tis little ; hut it looks in truth As if the quiet hones were... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 228 pagini
...precious relics brought by thee ; The dust of him I shall not see Till all my widow 'd race be run. xviii. 'Tis well, 'tis something, we may stand Where he in English earth is laid, And from his ashes may he made The violet of his native land. 'Tis little ; but it looks in truth As if the quiet bones were... | |
 | 1851 - 622 pagini
...that chancel, and to the day, 3d January ] 834, that he refers in poem xviii. of " In Memoriam." " "Tis well, 'tis something, we may stand Where he in...familiar names to rest, And in the places of his youth." And again in xix. : " The Danube to the Severn gave The darken'd heart that beat no more ; They laid... | |
 | 1851 - 612 pagini
...that chancel, and to the day, 3d January 1834, that he refers in poem xviii. of " In Memoriam." " TJ8 well, 'tis something, we may stand Where he in English...familiar names to rest, And in the places of his youth." And again in xix. : " The Danube to the Severn gave The darken'd heart that beat no more ; They laid... | |
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