 | Mary Anne Marzials - 1867 - 332 oldal
...coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. * * * » Thou wert not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Oharm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the... | |
 | Alfred Elliott - 1868 - 358 oldal
...melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease. "Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry...same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn." The Nightingale depends on its music... | |
 | Robert Williams Buchanan - 1868 - 340 oldal
...— where the thought and the emotion die away into a murmur like the wash of a summer sea ? — Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears among the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic... | |
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1869 - 596 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...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... | |
 | 1869 - 254 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 ! the... | |
 | English poems - 1870 - 722 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... | |
 | David Grant (of Aberdeen) - 1871 - 478 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 fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very sound is like a bell... | |
 | Francis Henry Underwood - 1871 - 664 oldal
...art 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...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... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 oldal
...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad, In such an ecstasy ! Still wmildst thou sing, and I have ears in vain, — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou...emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same song that fotind a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien... | |
 | Charles Hartley - 1872 - 372 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 wast...The same that ofttimes hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very -word is like a bell... | |
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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,... 
