 | 1820 - 646 страница
...pale, and spectre-thin, and dies ; Where but to think is to be full of sorrow \nd leaden-eyed despairs. The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient...hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. ' p. 108-11 1. We must close our extracts with the following... | |
 | 1820 - 606 страница
...eldest child, The coming musk-iosc, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of aies on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time, I have been...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm M magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn, pp. 108—111.... | |
 | 1820 - 596 страница
...thee down; The voice I heat this passing night, was heard In ancient days by çmperor and clow» : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through...tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times bath Cbarm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery binds forlorn, pp. 108—... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 страница
...ecstacy ! Still would'st thou sing, and I have ears in vain To thy high requiem become a sod. VII. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. VIII. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back... | |
 | William Hone - 1827 - 858 страница
...Г. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird I No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice 1 hear this passing night was heard In ancient days...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. 8. Forlorn !... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 страница
...many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; [die, Now more than ever seems it rich to To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art...amid the alien corn; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the... | |
 | William Hone - 1837 - 874 страница
...requiem become a sod. r. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread Ihee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. 8. Forlorn !... | |
 | William Hone - 1837 - 936 страница
...7. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird I No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice 1 hear this passing night was heard In ancient days...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. 8. Forlorn !... | |
 | John Keats - 1841 - 254 страница
...more than ever seems it rich to die, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain —...lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell f$, To toll me back from thee to my sole self ! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed... | |
 | 1842 - 480 страница
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy! Still would'st thou sing, and I have ears in vain...hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, iu fairy land forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee... | |
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Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when... 
