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" Over its grave i' the earth so chilly ; Heavily hangs the hollyhock, Heavily hangs the tiger-lily. ii The air is damp, and hush'd, and close, As a sick man's room when he taketh repose An hour before death ; My very heart faints and my whole soul grieves... "
Poems - Page 37
by Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 261 pages
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Poems, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 252 pages
...hear him sob and sigh In the walks ; Earthward he boweth the heavy stalks Of the mouldering flowers : Heavily hangs the broad sunflower Over its grave i' the earth so chilly ; n. The air is damp, and hush'd, and close, As a sick man's room when he taketh repose An hour before...
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Poems, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1843 - 260 pages
...hear him sob and sigh In the walks ; Earthward he boweth the heavy stalks Of the mouldering flowers : Heavily hangs the broad sunflower Over its grave i'...hangs the hollyhock, Heavily hangs the tiger-lily. The air is damp, and hush'd, and close, Asa sick man's room when he taketh repose An hour before death...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - 510 pages
...hear him sob and sigh In the walks ; Earthward he boweth tho heavy stalks Of the mouldering flowers : Heavily hangs the broad sunflower Over its grave i'...hangs the hollyhock, Heavily hangs the tiger-lily. The air is damp, and hush'd, and close, As a sick man's room when he taketh repose An hour before death...
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The Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volume 6

1845 - 608 pages
...damp, and husli'd, and close, As ii sic k man's room when lie taketh repose An hour before death ; My very heart faints, and my whole soul grieves At the moist rich smell of the rutting leaves, And the breath Of the fading edges of bos beneath, And the year's last rose. Heavily...
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The Haileybury observer, Volumes 3-5

East India college - 1845 - 620 pages
...Earthwards he boweth the heavy stalks Of the mouldering flowers : Heavily hangs the broad sun-flower, O'er its grave, I' the earth so chilly ; Heavily hangs the hollyhock, Heavily hangs the tiger-lily. TRNNYSON. IN this season of the year, a fortnight can make great changes. When we were last engaged...
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Poems, Volume 1

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1846 - 260 pages
...air is damp, and hush'd, and close, As a sick man's room when he taketh repose An hour before death ; My very heart faints and my whole soul grieves At...chilly ; Heavily hangs the hollyhock, Heavily hangs the tigfer-lily. ADELINE. MYSTERY of mysteries, Faintly smiling Adeline, Scarce of earth nor all divine,...
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Half-hours with the best authors, selected by C. Knight, Volume 3

Half hours - 1847 - 580 pages
...hollyhock, Heavily hangs the tiger-lily. The air is damp, and hush'd, and close, Ail hour before death ; My very heart faints and my whole soul grieves At...chilly ; Heavily hangs the hollyhock, Heavily hangs the tiger- lily. — TENNYSON. 188.— URN-BURIAL. SIR THOMAS BROWNE. [SiR THOMAS BROWNE, a learned physician...
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Eliza Cook's Journal, Volume 3

Eliza Cook - 1850 - 432 pages
...repose • An hour before death ; Mr very heart faints, and my whole «ml grieves, At the rich moist smell of the rotting leaves, And the breath Of the...And the year's last rose. Heavily hangs the broad tnnflowcr Over its grave i' the earth GO chilly, Heavily hang* the hollyhock, Heavily hang« the tiger...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 402 pages
...air is damp, and hush'd, and close, As a sick man's room when he taketh repose An hour before death ; My very heart faints and my whole soul grieves At...the moist rich smell of the rotting leaves, And the hreath Of the fading edges of box heneath, And the year's last rose. Heavily hangs the hroad sunflower...
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Garden Walks with the Poets

Caroline Matilda Kirkland - English poetry - 1852 - 356 pages
...is damp, and hushed, and close, As a sick man's room, where he taketh repose An hour before death : My very heart faints, and my whole soul grieves At...moist, rich smell of the rotting leaves, And the breath 9* 202 MY GARDEN. Of the fading edges of box beneath, and the year's last rose, Heavily hangs the broad...
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