 Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain,...  The Library of Poetry and Song - Pagina 317geredigeerd door - 1925 - 1100 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 pagina’s
...breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While th mi art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy...high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for earth, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 pagina’s
...sod. Thou wast not born for earth, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Chann'd magic casements,... | |
 | 1854 - 400 pagina’s
...While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and l,have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod....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 sons;... | |
 | John Keats - 1855 - 416 pagina’s
...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 —...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... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 pagina’s
...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 —...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... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 478 pagina’s
...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 —...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... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1855 - 580 pagina’s
...art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy I Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears is vain, — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast...No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I he.ar this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song... | |
 | 1856 - 482 pagina’s
...breath ; Now, more than ever, seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight, with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad, In such an ecstasy...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... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 pagina’s
...breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad, In such an ecstasy...ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. VII. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1857 - 374 pagina’s
...breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy...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... | |
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