 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 thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou...  The Chilswell Book of English Poetry - Էջ 176խմբագրել է - 1924 - 272 էջԱմբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 էջ
...eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, CalFd him soft names in many a mused rhyme To take into...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 էջ
...Darkling I listen; and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him sofi names in many a mused rhyme To take into the air my...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1846 - 402 էջ
...mossy ways. / cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ;...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — . To thy high requiem become a sod.... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 340 էջ
...eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Yl. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been...In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and l have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. IC5 VII. Thou wast not... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 348 էջ
...eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. VI. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been...abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and.l have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. " . vn. » Thou wast not born for death,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 էջ
...eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful death, CalPd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...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... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1847 - 556 էջ
...eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer ere». 6. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time I have been...ecstasy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in rain — To thy high requiem become a sod. 7. Thou wast not bom for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry... | |
 | John Keats - 1847 - 280 էջ
...easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, Darkling I listen; and for many a time To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than...ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod. 7Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear... | |
 | George Croly - 1849 - 416 էջ
...rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon die midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth...ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 էջ
...eves. Darkling I listen; and for many a time . I have been half in love with easeful Death, Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...ears in vain,— To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear... | |
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