 | 1842 - 504 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...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm' il magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy land forlorn. Forlorn ! the... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 484 страница
...daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so swef place." The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faerv lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 страница
...immortal bird! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was beard in — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast...passing night was beard In ancient days by emperor Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 страница
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—...hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. 16 Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 560 страница
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an eestasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain,...hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy laud forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 страница
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—...stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that ofitimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.™... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 страница
...ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird! JVo hungry generations tread thee down : The voice I hear...hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. 19 Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1846 - 402 страница
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain —...amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Charm 'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.™ Forlorn... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 340 страница
...sing, and l have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. IC5 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... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 348 страница
...Still wouldst thou sing, and.l have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. " . vn. » 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. • s VIJI. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me... | |
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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... 
