 What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be: Shadow of annoyance Never came near...  The Literary Bouquet: Gathered from Favorite Authors - Pagina 150door Literary bouquet - 1872 - 160 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 pagina’s
...there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or wave*, or mountains ) What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind 2 what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Langour cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pagina’s
...empty vannt— A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of pq / Langour cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovesl ; but ne'er knew love's... | |
 | Maria Jane Jewsbury - 1830 - 334 pagina’s
...As when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. With thy clear keen joyance, Languor cannot be, Shadow of annoyance, Never came near thee: Thou lovest, and ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pagina’s
...thing wherein we feel there is some bidden want What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain f promised — prove thyself My own true friend and faithful fellow Î What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot... | |
 | 1835 - 598 pagina’s
...empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel, there is some hidden wnnt ! What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains, What shapes of skv or plain, What love of thine own kind ! what ignorance of pain ! Waking or asleep, Thou of death... | |
 | Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 pagina’s
...surpass. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain 1 What fields, or waves, or mountains 1 What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain 1 Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 pagina’s
...empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objeets are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains...satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Tilings more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 pagina’s
...Chorus Hymeneal, Or triumphal chaunt, Match'd with thine would he all What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains...pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot he : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovcst ; hut ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 pagina’s
...empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains...kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyanee Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 pagina’s
...broad day-light, Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains...What love of thine own kind ? What ignorance of pain ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught... | |
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