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And a million horrible bellowing echoes broke From the red-ribb'd hollow behind the wood, And thunder'd up into Heaven. - Lord Alfred Tennyson, Maud (pt. XXIII) Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. - Lord Alfred Tennyson, Princess (IV, Bugle Song) What would it profit thee to be the first Of echoes, tho thy tongue should live forever, A thing that answers, but hath not a thought As lasting but as senseless as a stone. - Frederick Tennyson, Isles of Greece--Apollo (l. 367) The Jews of old called an echo "the daughter of the voice. - Unknown, Bat Kol So plain is the distinction of our words, That many have supposed it a spirit That answers. - Daniel Webster Like--but oh! how different! - William Wordsworth, Yes, it Was the Mountain Echo The melancholy ghosts of dead renown, Whispering faint echoes of the world's applause. - Edward Young, Night Thoughts (night IX) Displaying page 2 of 2 for this topic: << Prev 1 [2]
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