A hand that can be clasp'd no more — Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest morning to the door. He is not here ; but far away The noise of life begins again, And ghastly thro' the drizzling rain On the bald street... In Memoriam - Page 9de Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 126 pagesAffichage du livre entier - À propos de ce livre
| 1886 - 106 pages
...armor. ... I pray that the spirit of his life may not be lost upon me. Sometimes I find myself . . " Waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasp'd no more." As he looks down upon me from my study wall, I feel I am the constant recipient of a silent benediction.... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1887 - 508 pages
...to me remains of good? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto lue no second friend. Til. DARK home, by which once more I stand Here in the long unlovely...beat So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can bo clasp'd no more, — Behold me, for 1 cannot sleep. And like a guilty tluni I creep At earliest... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1889 - 300 pages
...? And what to me remains of good ? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me no second friend. VII. Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the long unlovely street, Doors, wheremyheartwasused tobeat J So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasp'd no more —... | |
| William James Dawson - 1890 - 396 pages
...1811. The family afterwards removed to Wimpole Street, which is thus described in " In Memoriam — Dark house, by which once more I stand. Here in the long, unlovely street, Doors, where my heart was wont to beat So quickly, waiting for a hand. In October 1828 Arthur Hallam went into residence at Cambridge,... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1892 - 896 pages
...And what to me remains of good? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me no second friend. desire, Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the...guilty thing I creep At earliest morning to the door. I ie is not here ; but far away The noise of life begins again, And ghastly thro' the drizzling rain... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1892 - 904 pages
...end? And what to me remains of good? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me no second friend. VII. Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the long unlovely street, Doors, where ray heart was used to beat So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasp'd no more — Behold... | |
| James Baldwin - 1893 - 312 pages
...fallen, and her future lord Was drowned in passing thro' the ford, Or killed in falling from his horse. O what to her shall be the end ? And what to me remains...So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasped no more, — Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest morning... | |
| James Baldwin - 1893 - 312 pages
...? And what to me remains of good ? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me no second friend. VII. Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the...So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasped no more, — Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest morning... | |
| Edward Campbell Tainsh - 1893 - 338 pages
...Hallam was born in Bedford Place, London, on the 1st of February 1811. The words of In Memoriam — " Dark house, by which once more I stand, Here in the long unlovely street ; Doors, where my heart was wont to beat So quickly, waiting for a hand," probably refer to that house. His education was of a... | |
| Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1894 - 922 pages
...and her future Ixird Was drown'd in passing thro' the ford, Or kill'd in falling from his horse. O what to her shall be the end ? And what to me remains...unlovely street, Doors, where my heart was used to beat A hand that can be clasp'd no more — Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep... | |
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