 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 pagina’s
...; but the result of all was— that — that — that we were married. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. T. MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease. II. O, for a draught of vintage ! that hath been Cool'da long age in the deep-delved earth, Tasting... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1825 - 404 pagina’s
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 | 1826 - 638 pagina’s
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 | William Hone - 1826 - 876 pagina’s
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 | John Keats - 1926 - 738 pagina’s
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 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 512 pagina’s
...lay sleepless and suffering under the illness which he felt to be mortal. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...happiness, That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In most melodious plot Of beechen green and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.... | |
 | Harp - 1836 - 380 pagina’s
...preserve, 'mong the urns Of the wisest, the bravest, the best of mankind ! ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. KEATS. MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease. O, for a draught of vintage ! that hath been Cooled a long age in the deep-delved earth, Tasting of... | |
 | Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 pagina’s
...the H Nightingale is perhaps the most beautiful that ever was written. " ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. " My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease. O for a draught of vintage that hath been Cool'da long age in the deep-delved earth, Tasting of Flora... | |
 | William Hone - 1837 - 874 pagina’s
...his last poems was in prospect of departure from his native shores. It is an Ode to a Nightingali. My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...lot, But being too happy in thine happiness,— That i In MI, light-winged Dryad of the HITS, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 pagina’s
...every thing that is elevating, cheering, and heavenly.] EXTRACTS FROM KEATS. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-winged dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green,... | |
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MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, > Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness,... 
