 | Jon Stallworthy - 1986 - 422 pages
...shame. Alas for her that met me, That heard me softly call — Came glimmering through the laurels At the quiet even-fall, In the garden by the turrets Of the old Manorial Hall. TENNYSON Then the broad light glares and beats, And the sunk eye flits and fleets, And will not let... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1995 - 244 pages
...shame. [225-7l 11 Alas for her that met me, That heard me softly call, Came glimmering thro' the laurels At the quiet evenfall. In the garden by the turrets Of the old manorial hall. 80 12 Would the happy spirit descend, From the realms of light and song, In the chamber or the street,... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1876 - 848 pages
...like shame. Alas for her that met me, That heard me softly cull, Came glimmering through the,laurel3 Should I fear to greet my friend Or to say "Forgive the wrong," Or to ask her, " Take me, sweet, To... | |
 | Henry Allon - 1855 - 728 pages
...sighing — ' Alas for her that met me, That heard me softly call, Came glimmering through the laurels At the quiet evenfall, In the garden by the turrets Of the old manorial hall.' . . And yet in this metamorphosis, we are to understand, lies the ' moral of the poem; and this patriot-... | |
 | 1904 - 650 pages
...Tennyson : Alas for her that met me, That heard me softly call, Came glimmering through the laurels At the quiet evenfall, In the garden by the turrets Of the old manorial hall . . . Critical analysis, however, soon puts these stanzas far apart, and traces back their distinct,... | |
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Would the happy spirit descend, From the realms of light and song, In the chamber or the street, As she looks among the blest, Should I fear to greet my friend Or to say 'Forgive the wrong... 
