 ... purpose waste in air : So waste not thou ; but come ; for all the vales Await thee; azure pillars of the hearth Arise to thee ; the children call, and I Thy shepherd pipe, and sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet; Myriads...  Studies in English Literature - 第 386 頁John Dennis 著 - 1876 - 444 頁完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1885 - 526 頁
...every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet; Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, .And murmuring of innumerable bees." So she low-toned ; while with shut eyes I lay Listening; then look'd. Pale was the perfect face; The... | |
 | George Lansing Raymond - 1886 - 386 頁
...harmony. — L' Allegro: Milton. — Every sound is sweet ; Myriads of rivulets hurrying through the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. — The Princess : Tennyson. Sweet bird, that shun'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy.... | |
 | Jeannette Leonard Gilder - 1886 - 752 頁
...every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet ; Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms And murmuring of innumerable bees. THE DAISY. WRITTEN AT EDINBURGH. O Love, what hours were thine and mine, In lands of palm and southern... | |
 | 1886 - 222 頁
...sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet ; Myriads of rivulets hurrying through the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. Tennyson. SPLENDORS OF MORNING. SPLENDORS of morning the billow-crests brighten, Lighting and luring... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1886 - 694 頁
...every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet ; Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees.' So she low -toned ; while with shut eyes I lay Listening ; then look'd. Pale was the perfect face ;... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1887 - 566 頁
...showers." " Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet, Myriads of rivulets hurrying through the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees." These effects, which the Laureate employs with such variation and continuance that the resultant style... | |
 | Henry Fitz Randolph - 1887 - 344 頁
...every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet ; Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees.' So she low-toned ; while with shut eyes I lay Listening; then looked. Pale was the perfect face; The... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1889 - 894 頁
...every sound, Sweeter thy voice, hut every sound is sweet ; Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees.' So she low -toned ; while with shut eyes I lay Listening ; then look'd. Pale was the perfect face ;... | |
 | William James Dawson - 1890 - 396 頁
...ringing plains of windy Troy. From the " Princess : " Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. In these last lines there is an overpowering imaginative charm, something almost magical in its bewitchment,... | |
 | John Addington Symonds - 1890 - 348 頁
...yonder mountain height," which closes upon two incomparable lines of linked melody long drawn out : The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. Here, as in the former instance of lyric verse, it would be unreasonable to contend that Elizabethan... | |
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