 | Edward Young - 1853 - 382 oldal
...wretched he forsakes ; Swift on his downy pinion flics from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear. From short (as usual) and disturb'd repose, I wake...dreams Tumultuous ; where my wreck'd desponding thought 10 From wave to wave of fancied misery At random drove, her helm of reason lost. Though now restored,... | |
 | Edward Young - 1853 - 368 oldal
...wretched he forsakes ; Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear. From short (as usual) and disturb'd repose, I wake...: how happy they, who wake no more ! Yet that were Tain, if dreams infest the grave. I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous ; where my wreck'd... | |
 | Edward Young, George Gilfillan - 1853 - 354 oldal
...flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear. From short (as usual) and disturb'd repose, 1 wake : how happy they, who wake no more ! . Yet that were vain, if dreams infest the grave. r I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous ; where my wreck'd desponding thought 10 From wave... | |
 | David Nevins Lord - 1854 - 316 oldal
...pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied by a tear. From short, as usual, and disturbed repose I wake. How happy they who wake no more ! Yet...wreck'd, desponding thought, From wave to wave of fancied misery, At random drove, her helm of reason lost. Though now restor'd, 't is only change of... | |
 | Edward Young - 1854 - 452 oldal
...flies from woe, And/lights on lids unsullied with a tear. From short (as usual) and disturb'd repose, i I wake: how happy they, who wake no more! Yet that...my wreck'd desponding thought, From wave to wave of fanciedjnisery, At random drove, her helm of reasonjost. Tho' now restor'd, 'tis only change of pain,... | |
 | George Croly - 1854 - 426 oldal
...pinion flies from wo, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear. From short (as usual) and disturbed repose I wake : how happy they who wake no more !...emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous; where my wrecked desponding thought, From wave to wave of fancied misery At random drove, her helm of reason... | |
 | Edward J. Hallock - 1854 - 260 oldal
...pinion flies from wo, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear. From short (as usual) and disturbed repose I wake ; how happy they who wake no more !...I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous, when my wrecked desponding thought From wave to wave of fancied misery At random drove, her helm of... | |
 | Allen Hayden Weld - 1854 - 108 oldal
...lids unsullied with a tear. From short (as usual) and disturbed repose, 10 I wake : how happy they1 who wake no more ! Yet that were vain, if dreams infest...emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous ; where my wrecked, desponding thought, From wave to wave of fancied misery, 15 At random drove, her helm3 of... | |
 | Allen Hayden Weld - 1854 - 120 oldal
...wretched he forsakes : Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear. From short (as usual) and disturb'd repose, I wake : how happy they,* who wake no more ! 10 Vet that were vain, if dreams infest the grave. I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous... | |
 | David Nevins Lord - 1855 - 324 oldal
...pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied by a tear. From short, as usual, and disturbed repose I wake. How happy they who wake no more ! Yet...wreck'd, desponding thought, From wave to wave of fancied misery, At random drove, her helm of reason lost. Though now restor'd, 't is only change of... | |
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Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep ! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where Fortune smiles ; the wretched he forsakes ; Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear. From short (as usual) and disturb'd repose... 
