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... The Principles and Progress of English Poetry - Pagina 247door Charles Mills Gayley, Clement Calhoun Young - 1905 - 595 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
| Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 pagina’s
...Still wonltlit thou sing, and I have ears in vain-— . i <. ' To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...clown : . Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, siek for Imme, Ste ttood in tears amid the alien corn ; The sume... | |
| 1820 - 606 pagina’s
...ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—- To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same... | |
| Cabinet - 1824 - 440 pagina’s
...such an 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 !...clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same... | |
| 1826 - 638 pagina’s
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| John Keats - 1926 - 738 pagina’s
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| Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 512 pagina’s
...ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—- To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry...and clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The... | |
| Harp - 1836 - 380 pagina’s
...ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Thro' the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears among the alien corn ; The same... | |
| Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 pagina’s
...ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry...clown ; Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same... | |
| 2005 - 368 pagina’s
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| Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 pagina’s
...eestacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry...clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same... | |
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