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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... "
Littell's Living Age - 125. oldal
1895
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The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, 86. kötet

1820 - 606 oldal
...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...art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—- To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast...

The Edinburgh magazine, and literary miscellany, a new series of ..., 7. kötet

1820 - 596 oldal
...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 thou art pouring forth tby soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have eats in vain— To thy high...

Spirit of the English Magazines, 10. kötet

1821 - 488 oldal
...Death, Called 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...art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still won lost thou sing, and I have ears in vain—- To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast...

Time's Telescope for ... ; Or, A Complete Guide to the Almanack

1823 - 400 oldal
...Death, Called him ioft mimes 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...art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wonldst thou siug, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast...

The cabinet; or The selected beauties of literature [ed. by J ..., 1. kötet

Cabinet - 1824 - 440 oldal
...Death, CalTd 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...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still would'st thou sing, and I have ears in vain To thy high requiem become a sod. VII....

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

Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 500 oldal
...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...art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not...

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

Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 512 oldal
...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...art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—- To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast...

The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of ..., 2. kötet

William Hone - 1830 - 868 oldal
...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...art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod. 7. Thou wast...

The Harp of the Wilderness; Or, Flowers of Modern Fugitive Poetry ...

Harp - 1836 - 380 oldal
...Death, Called 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...art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast...

Beauties of the Country: Or, Descriptions of Rural Customs, Objects, Scenery ...

Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 oldal
...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...art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast...




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