 Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek...  The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley - Pagina 199door Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1866Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | 1831
...as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down' like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must bear, Till death,...sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Alas ! the coming event had indeed cast its shadow before. The fatal catastrophe was made known to... | |
 | 1824 - 488 pagina’s
...; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the load of care Which I have borne and still must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on...my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament when I were cold, As I when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1824 - 598 pagina’s
...a» the wind» and water» are) I could He down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death like...feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the »ta Breathe o'er my dying brain its Ust monotony. ' 'Ч "Some might lament tiiai I were cold, As 1,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1824 - 604 pagina’s
...winds and waters are j I could lie down like a tired child. And weep away the life of care Which I bave borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might...warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe oVr my dying brain its lust monotony. 44 Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this sweet... | |
 | 1824 - 486 pagina’s
...; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the load of care Which I have borne and still must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on...My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er rny dying brain its last monotony. Sonic might lament when I were cold, As I when this sweet day is... | |
 | 1824 - 818 pagina’s
...Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death like...might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My check grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 512 pagina’s
...as the winds and waters are ; / could lie down like a tired child, And u-eep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death,...feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the tea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. "Some might lament that I were cold, As I when this... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 500 pagina’s
...Ev'n as the winds and waters are ; / could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And 1 might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pagina’s
...Even as the winds and water« are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might stcul on me, And I might feel in the warin air My cheek grow cold, and bear the sea Drcathe o'er my... | |
 | 1831 - 542 pagina’s
...I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the lite of care Which I have borne and yet most bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My check grow cold, and hear tne Sea Breathe o'er my dying brain in last monotony Some might lament that... | |
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