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" Old faces glimmer'd thro' the doors, Old footsteps trod the upper floors, Old voices called her from without. She only said, "My life is dreary, He cometh not... "
John of England - Pagina 80
de Henry Curling - 1846
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Tait's Edinburgh magazine, Volumul 24

1857 - 780 pagini
...gazed adown the dreary street, But nought her aching sight did meet, Save one policeman and two cats. She only said, " My life is dreary, He cometh not," she said ; She said, " And if he cometh beery, He's rare to punch my head !" About the middle of the night,...
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The Republic of Letters: A Selection, in Poetry and Prose, from ..., Volumul 4

Alexander Whitelaw - 1835 - 476 pagini
...Unlifted was the clinking hitch, Weeded and worn the ancient thatch, Upon the lonely moated grang-e. She only said *' My life is dreary, He cometh not," she .said : She said, '* I am aweary, aweary ; I would that I were dead !" Her tears fell with the dews at even,...
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Doveton; or, The man of many impulses, by the author of 'Jerningham'.

sir John William Kaye - 1837 - 922 pagini
...faithful to my memory — a widowed heart mourning for its buried love, and like Marianna in the poem, She only said, " My life is dreary ; He cometh not," she said. She said, " I am aweary — I am aweary ; I would that I were dead !" CHAPTER XX. THE DROP-CURTAIN....
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 pagini
...crevice peered ahout. Old faces glimmered through the doors, Old footsteps trod the upper floors, Old voices called her from without. She only said, " My life is dreary, He cometh not," she said ; She said, " I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead !" The sparrow's chirrup on the roof, The...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 pagini
...crevice peered about. Old faces glimmered through the doors, Old footsteps trod the upper floors, Old voices called her from without. She only said, " My life is dreary, He cometh not," she said ; She said, " I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead !" The sparrow's chirrup on the roof, The...
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The Moral and Intellectual School Book: Containing Instructions for Reading ...

William Martin - 1838 - 368 pagini
...crevice peered about. Old faces glimmered through the doors, Old footsteps trod the upper floors, Old voices called her from without. She only said, " My life is dreary, He cometh not," she said ; She said, " I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead I" The sparrow's chirrup on the roof, The...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 pagini
...Unlifted was the clinking latch, Weeded and worn the ancient thatch Upon the lonely moated grange. She only said, " My life is dreary, He cometh not," she said ; She said, " I am aweary, aweary, — I would that I were dead !" Her tears fell with the dews at...
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Selections from the British Poets, Volumul 2

1840 - 378 pagini
...silver green with gnarled bark, For leagues no other tree did dark The level waste, the rounding gray. She only said, " My life is dreary, He cometh not," she said ; She said, " I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead !" And ever, when the moon was low, And...
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The London University Magazine, Volumul 1

1842 - 416 pagini
...about. Old faces glimmer'd through the doors, Old footsteps trod the upper floors, Old voices call'd her from without. She only said, ' my life is dreary, He cometh not,' she said; She said, ' I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead 1' The sparrow's chirrup on the roof, The...
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Poems, Volumul 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 pagini
...mouse Behind the mouldering wainscot shriek'd, Old footsteps trod the upper floors, Old voices call'd her from without. She only said, " My life is dreary, He cometh not," she said ; She said, " I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead !" Tit. The sparrow's chirrup on the roof,...
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