 | John Keats - 1863 - 496 oldal
...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...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. : Forlorn !... | |
 | John Keats - 1863 - 370 oldal
...upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1863 - 564 oldal
...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an eestasy ! Still wonld'st thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou...by emperor and clown ; Perhaps the self-same song hath found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home She stood in tears amid the alien... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1865 - 120 oldal
...thou 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...The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell,... | |
 | John Dennis - 1865 - 344 oldal
...contains one stanza of pre-eminent beauty : — " Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! Ho hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Chann'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn." But this exquisite... | |
 | David Grant - 1865 - 428 oldal
...for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing njght was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps...same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very sound is like a bell... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 oldal
...thou 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...same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell... | |
 | Penny readings - 1866 - 304 oldal
...thou 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...Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Hutu, when sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times... | |
 | Moxon Edward and co - 200 oldal
...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ectasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1867 - 360 oldal
...in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, In such an ecstasy ! Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn! the... | |
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Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown ; Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when,... 
