 | 1853 - 796 頁
...Soul ? On God and Godlike men we build our trust. Hush ! the dead march sounds in the people's ears ; The dark crowd moves, and there are sobs and tears...disappears ; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust ; He is gone who seemed so great." Even Josiah Conder could not resist the universal passion for music. " Alas for England's... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 176 頁
...soul ? On God and Godlike men we build our trust. Hush, the Dead March wails in the people's ears : The dark crowd moves, and there are sobs and tears...ashes, dust to dust ; He is gone who seem'd so great. — Gone ; but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own Being here, and we believe him... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 436 頁
...soul ? On God and Godlike men we build our trust. Hush, the Dead March wails in the people's ears : The dark crowd moves, and there are sobs and tears...ashes, dust to dust ; He is gone who seem'd so great. — Gone ; but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own Being here, and we believe him... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 180 頁
...our trust. Hush, the Dead March wails in the people's ears : The dark crowd moves, and there are sohs and tears : The black earth yawns : the mortal disappears...ashes, dust to dust ; He is gone who seem'd so great. — Gone ; but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own Being here, and we believe him... | |
 | Edward Farr - 1856 - 570 頁
...the whole nation, as one man, mourned his loss. " Hush ! the Dead March sounds in the people's ears. The dark crowd moves; and there are sobs and tears....ashes, dust to dust ; He is gone who seem'd so great. - Gone : but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own Being here, and we believe him Something... | |
 | 1856 - 330 頁
...soul? On God and godlike men we build our trust. Hush ! the dead-march wails in the people's ears ; The dark crowd moves, and there are sobs and tears...' Ashes to ashes, dust to dust ! ' He is gone who seemed so great. Gone ! but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own, Being here ; and... | |
 | 1858 - 866 頁
...the dead march wails in the people's cars ; The dark crowd moves, and there are fobs and tears ; Tho black earth yawns ; the mortal disappears ; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; По is gone who seemed so great — Gone ; but nothing can bereave him Of the force ho made his own... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1859 - 188 頁
...soul t On God and Godlike men we build our trust. Hush, the Dead March wails in the people's ears : The dark crowd moves, and there are sobs and tears...ashes, dust to dust ; He is gone who seem'd so great. — Gone ; but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own Being here, and we believe him... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 364 頁
...soul ? On God and Godlike men we build our trust. Hush, the Dead March wails in the people's ears : The dark crowd moves, and there are sobs and tears...ashes, dust to dust ; He is gone who seem'd so great. — Gone ; but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own Being here, and we believe him... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1861 - 364 頁
...soul ? . On God and Godlike men we build our trust. Hush, the Dead March wails in the people's ears : The dark crowd moves, and there are sobs and tears...ashes, dust to dust ; He is gone who seem'd so great. — Gone ; but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own Being here, and we believe him... | |
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He is gone who seem'd so great.— Gone ; but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own Being here, and we believe him Something far advanced in State, And that he wears a truer crown Than any wreath that man can weave him. 
