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
| Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1869 - 810 էջ
...dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer even. Darkling I listen ; and for ninny a time 1 have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd...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... | |
| 1869 - 436 էջ
...rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease u,H>n the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring...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... | |
| English poems - 1870 - 722 էջ
...eves. ] )arkling 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... | |
| John Keats - 1871 - 402 էջ
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft...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... | |
| Francis Henry Underwood - 1871 - 664 էջ
...summer 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...pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy! 411 412 HAND-BOOK OF ENGLISH LITERATURE. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations... | |
| Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 էջ
...eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine. The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. 50 Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been...ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod, 60 Thou wast not bom for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice 1 hear... | |
| John Keats, Robert Gittings - 1995 - 324 էջ
...Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; 55 Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the...ecstasy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — 60 To thy high requiem become a sod. 66 Ruth - in the biblical story, Ruth was forced into exile... | |
| Julius Rowan Raper, Melody L. Enscore, Paige Matthey Bynum - 1995 - 222 էջ
...speaker of Keats's "Ode" goes through when he hears the sweet sound of the nightingale's song: Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the...pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy! (lines 55-58) Indeed the imaginative flight into death offers Rumanades, as it does the speaker of... | |
| Keith D. White - 1996 - 224 էջ
...Keats's thoughts in this ideal bower. Again, however, notice that the absence of light is stressed: Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been...ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. The reader is left with the impression that this ideal world is also Keats's concept of death. For... | |
| Guinn Batten - 1998 - 326 էջ
...performative speech act that seems to make manifest the uncanny presence, and power, of his deadly auditor: Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been...have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod.H If the poetic performative restored the melancholic Wordsworth and even the dejected Coleridge... | |
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