 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 Seiten
...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, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad, • In such an eestasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a- sod. Thou... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - 612 Seiten
...him to utter forth His love-ehant, and disburden his full soul Of all its musie ! Coleridge. 71iou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voiee I hear this passing night was heard In aneient days by emperor and elowu. Keats. NOBILITY. Vain-glorious... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 Seiten
...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, While thou art pouring...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... | |
 | John Keats - 1856 - 326 Seiten
...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, While thou art pouring...thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high reoniiem become a sod. 7Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee... | |
 | Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot - 1856 - 512 Seiten
...mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Xow 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 eestasy. • Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod."... | |
 | Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot - 1856 - 512 Seiten
...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, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod." In such an ecstasy.... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - 426 Seiten
...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, While thou art pouring...ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vainTo thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - 436 Seiten
...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, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such au eestasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—- To thy high requiem become a sod.... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 644 Seiten
...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, While thou art pouring...down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of liuth, when, sick for home. She... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 642 Seiten
...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, While thou art pouring "forth thy soul abroad In such an eestasy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast... | |
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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, While... 
