 | Raymond Macdonald Alden - English poetry - 1917 - 402 pages
...rest"? But the broad light glares and beats, And the shadow flits and fleets And will not let me be; And I loathe the squares and streets, And the faces that...Hearts with no love for me : Always I long to creep Into some still cavern deep, There to weep, and weep, and weep My whole soul out to thee. In the following... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1920 - 1090 pages
...XIII. Bat the broad light glares and beats, And the shadow flits and fleets And will not let me be; And on Into some still cavern deep, There to weep, and weep, and weep Mr whole soul out to thee. V. Dead,... | |
 | Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig, Asa Don Dickinson - American literature - 1922 - 1920 pages
...? But the broad light glares and beats, And the shadow flits and fleets And will not let me be; And I loathe the squares and streets, And the faces that...Hearts with no love for me: Always I long to creep Into some still cavern deep, There to weep, and weep, and weep My whole soul out to thee. 1855. Lard... | |
 | Clarence Edward Andrews, Milton Oswin Percival - English poetry - 1924 - 624 pages
...But the broad light glares and beats, And the shadow flits and fleets And will not let me be ; And I loathe the squares and streets, And the faces that...Hearts with no love for me; Always I long to creep Into some still cavern deep, There to weep, and weep, and weep My whole soul out to thee. iv; • Dead,... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1907 - 628 pages
...But the broad light glares and beats, And the shadow flits and fleets And will not let me be ; And I loathe the squares and streets, And the faces that...Hearts with no love for me : Always I long" to creep Into some still cavern deep, There to weep, and weep, and weep My whole soul out to thee. XXVII i DEAD,... | |
 | 1986 - 668 pages
...streets. Arnold's insistently pastoral "Lines" recall Tennyson's more direct confession in Maud, "And I loathe the squares and streets, / And the faces that one meets . . ." (II, 232-33). The Victorian rush toward nature is equally a flight from men, and the setting... | |
 | W. W. Robson, William Wallace Robson - Literary Criticism - 1984 - 288 pages
...Then the broad light glares and beats, And the sunk eye flits and fleets, And will not let me be. 163 I loathe the squares and streets, And the faces that...weep, and weep, and weep My whole soul out to thee. If it is possible to say that any one passage takes us to the heart of the poem, it is surely this.... | |
 | Andreas Fischer - English language - 1994 - 276 pages
...But the broad light glares and beats, And the shadow flits and fleets And will not leave me be; And I loathe the squares and streets, And the faces that...Hearts with no love for me: Always I long to creep Into some still cavern deep, There to weep, and weep, and weep My whole soul out to thee. (Il.IVjcii.... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1995 - 244 pages
...But the broad light glares and beats, And the shadow flits and fleets 90 And will not let me be; And I loathe the squares and streets, And the faces that...Hearts with no love for me: Always I long to creep Into some still cavern deep, There to weep, and weep, and weep My whole soul out to thee. Part III... | |
 | Matthew Campbell - Literary Criticism - 1999 - 292 pages
...possible For one short hour to see The souls we loved, that they might tell us What and where they be. Then the broad light glares and beats, And the sunk...weep, and weep and weep My whole soul out to thee. (n-16; 55-64.) These stanzas attempt to carry the voice of the haunted in time and in rhyme with its... | |
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But the broad light glares and beats, And the shadow flits and fleets And will not let me be ; And I loathe the squares and streets, And the faces that one meets, Hearts with no love for me: Always I long to creep Into some still cavern deep, There to... 
