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" Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear... "
Miscellaneous Poems - Էջ 50
Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 144 էջ
Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին

Spirit of the English Magazines

1824 - 984 էջ
...despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear. Till deatb like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the...
Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին

The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal, Հատոր 31

1831
...despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down' like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and...sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Alas ! the coming event had indeed cast its shadow before. The fatal catastrophe was made known to...
Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին

Knight's Quarterly Magazine, Հատոր 3

1824 - 488 էջ
...; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the load of care Which I have borne and still must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on...my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament when I were cold, As I when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults...
Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին

New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Հատոր 12

Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1824 - 598 էջ
...despair itself is mild, Even a» the wind» and water» are) I could He down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and...feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the »ta Breathe o'er my dying brain its Ust monotony. ' 'Ч "Some might lament tiiai I were cold, As 1,...
Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին

The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, Հատոր 94

1824 - 818 էջ
...despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and...might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My check grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament...
Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին

New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Հատոր 12

Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1824 - 604 էջ
...winds and waters are j I could lie down like a tired child. And weep away the life of care Which I bave borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might...warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe oVr my dying brain its lust monotony. 44 Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this sweet...
Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին

Knight's Quarterly Magazine, Հատոր 3

1824 - 486 էջ
...; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the load of care Which I have borne and still must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on...My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er rny dying brain its last monotony. Sonic might lament when I were cold, As I when this sweet day is...
Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին

The New Annual Register, Or General Repository of History, Politics, and ...

1825 - 828 էջ
...despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death-like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air . My cheek grow cold, and hear...
Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին

Lord Byron and Some of His Contemporaries: With Recollections of ..., Հատոր 1

Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 512 էջ
...despair itself is mild, Ev'n as the winds and waters are ; / could lie down like a tired child, And u-eep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must...feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the tea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. "Some might lament that I were cold, As I when this...
Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին

Lord Byron and Some of His Contemporaries: With Recollections of ..., Հատոր 1

Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 500 էջ
...despair itself is mild, Ev'n as the winds and waters are ; / could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and...bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And 1 might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last...
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