 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1877 - 494 páginas
...her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me no second friend. vn. DARK house, by which once more I gland Here in the long unlovely street, Doors, where my heart was used to beat So quickly, waiting for a baud, A hand that can be clasp'd no more, — Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1877 - 392 páginas
...waiting for a hand, A hand that can he clasp'd no more, Bshold me, for I caunot sleep, And like a gnilty thing I creep At earliest morning to the door. He is not here ; hnt far away The noise of life hegius again, And ghastly thro' the drizzling rain On the hald street... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1878 - 688 páginas
...? And what to me remains of good ? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me no second friend. vn. Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the...my heart was used to beat So quickly, waiting for a>hand, A hand that can be clasp'd no more — Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing... | |
 | Mary L. Dodds - 1879 - 448 páginas
...to be in heaven. CHAPTER XXVII. OLD HAUNTS. " Dark house, by which once more I stand, Here, in this long, unlovely street ; Doors where my heart was used...; — * * # * A hand that can be clasped no more." OSE was mistaken in thinking that no one noticed her depression. Her Grandmother had been watching... | |
 | 1879 - 524 páginas
...maidenhood, And until me no second f rlend. DARK honee, by which once more I stand Here in the lonz unlovely street, Doors, where my heart was used to...So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be elasp'd no more,— • Behold me, for I cannot sleep. And like a guilty thing I ereep At earliest... | |
 | Charlotte Mary Yonge - 1879 - 326 páginas
...thing in the whole day! " said the happy wife as she took the candle. CHAPTER III. THE WHITE SLATE. 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— A hand that can be clasped no more. Behold me, for I... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1880 - 320 páginas
...? 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 my heartwas used tobeat So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasp'd no more — Behold... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1881 - 742 páginas
...? And what to me remains of good ? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me no second friend. VIt. Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the...So quickly, waiting for a hand, 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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1881 - 502 páginas
...the end ? And what to me remains of good? To her, perpetual maidenhood, And unto me no second friend. DARK house, by which once more I stand Here in the...So quickly, waiting for a hand, 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... | |
 | Sir William Robertson Nicoll - 1881 - 226 páginas
...from that time with his father in London in 67 Wimpole Street, referred to in ' In Memoriam ' — ' Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the long unlovely street.' Arthur used to say to his friends, ' You know you will always find us at sixes and sevens.' He was... | |
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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 breaks... 
