 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 страница
...eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful death, (-'ailed him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1853 - 378 страница
...summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn! the... | |
 | 1853 - 560 страница
...pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vainTo thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. C EARLY MORNING.... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 страница
...to be heard. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee ilown : The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient...same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, O|>ening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. — Forlorn ! the very word is like... | |
 | 1854 - 414 страница
...mus6d rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To seize upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring...amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 страница
...thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for earth, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down...amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Chann'd magic casements, opening on the foam, Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 страница
...high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations trend thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was...amid the alien corn : The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 478 страница
...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 —...amid the alien corn : The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 страница
...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 —...amid the alien corn : The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the... | |
 | John Keats - 1855 - 416 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 —...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... | |
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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... 
