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" There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear ; She is coming, my life, my fate ; The red rose cries, ' She is near, she is near ; ' And the white rose weeps, ' She is late;' The larkspur listens,... "
Harper's New Monthly Magazine - Page 470
1882
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The Marlborough magazine

Marlborough coll - 1855 - 126 pages
...the passion flower at the gate, She is coming, my dove, my dear, She is coming, my life, my fate : The red rose cries, " She is near, she is near;" And...is late," The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear," The canto in which this occurs is indeed a delightful oasis in the midst of strange deserts of poetical...
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The Family friend [ed. by R.K. Philp].

Robert Kemp Philp - 1855 - 936 pages
...From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, ' She is near, she Is near And the white rose weeps, 'She is late;' The la'kspur listens, ' 1 hear 1 heur,1 And the lily whispers, * 1 wait.' She is coming, my own, my sweet...
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The Irish Quarterly Review, Volume 5, Part 1

1855 - 724 pages
...From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, ' She is near, she is near ;* And the white rose weeps, 'She la late ;* The larkspur listens, ' I bear, I hear ;' And the lily whispers, ' I wait.' She is coming,...
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Maud, and Other Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 176 pages
...the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate ; The red rose cries, * She is near, she is near; And...hear, I hear ;' And the lily whispers, * I wait.* 11. My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed ; My dust would hear her and beat,...
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The Rambler, a Catholic journal of home and foreign literature [&c ..., Volume 4

1855 - 498 pages
...the passion-flower at the gate, She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate ; The red rose cries, ' She is near, she is near ''...hear, I hear ;' And the lily whispers, ' I wait.' She is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were...
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Maud: And Other Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1855 - 436 pages
...the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear ; She is coming, my life, my fate ; The red rose cries, ' She is near, she is near ;'...hear, I hear ;' And the lily whispers, ' I wait.' 11. My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed ; My dust would hear her and beat,...
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Harvard Magazine, Volume 1

1855 - 504 pages
...the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear ; She is coming, my life, my fate ; The red rose cries, ' She is near, she is near ' ;...hear, I hear ' ; And the lily whispers, ' I wait.' " Sections xxn., xxm., and xxiv. evidently serve as a preface to the madness so strikingly and thrillingly...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 78

1855 - 812 pages
...coming, my dove, my dear; She Is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, • She is near, she !e near ;' And the white rose weeps, • She is late;' The larkspur listens, ' I hear, I hear;* And the Illy whispers, ' I wait ' She 1л coining, my owe. my sweet ; Were it ever so airy a tread. M т heart...
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The Dublin university magazine

University magazine - 1855 - 776 pages
...fate ; The red rose erics, 'She is near, she ig near;' And the white rose we"ps, ' She ¡з lat« ;' The larkspur listens, ' I hear, I hear;' And the lily whispers, ' I wait.' " Maud's brother surprises the lovers ; he is of course in a rage, gives the 336 young man the lie,...
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The Irish Quarterly Review, Volume 5

1855 - 1416 pages
...From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, * She is near, she Is near ;* And the wblte rose weeps, ' She Is late ;' The larkspur listens, ' 1 hear, I hear ;' And the lily whispers,...
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