| Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1900 - 968 oldal
...Tho voice of blood shall reach, Mom audible than speech, " We arc One." ROSALIE "0 roon upon my noul again That sad, unearthly strain, That seems from...worlds to plain; Thus falling, falling from afar, As if sc i! i ic melancholy star Had mingled with her light her sighs, And dropped them from the skies... | |
| Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1901 - 964 oldal
...either beach The voice of blood shall reach, More audible than speech, " We are One.'' ROSALIE " 0 POUR t fair, The best-beloved Night ! As if some melancholy star Had mingled with her light her sighs, And dropped them from the skies !... | |
| Washington Allston - 1850 - 392 oldal
...Whatever Time destroys, he cannot this, — E'en now that hallowed kiss I feel. ROSALIE. " O, POUR upon my soul again That sad, unearthly strain, That...worlds to plain; Thus falling, falling from afar, As if some melancholy star Had mingled with her light her sighs, And dropped them from the skies! "... | |
| Washington Allston - 1850 - 402 oldal
...Whatever Time destroys, he cannot this, — E'en now that hallowed kiss I feel. ROSALIE. " O, POUR upon my soul again That sad, unearthly strain, That...worlds to plain ; Thus falling, falling from afar, As if some melancholy star Had mingled with her light her sighs, And dropped them from the skies !... | |
| William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1106 oldal
...hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY. ROSALIE. 0, POUR of the Night, As if some melancholy star Had mingled with her light her sighs, And dropped them from the skies. POEMS... | |
| 1850 - 552 oldal
...pictures, Rosalie, is one of the sweetest compositions that ever flowed from poet's pen : — " O, pour upon my soul again That sad, unearthly strain, That...worlds to plain ; Thus falling, falling from afar, As if some melancholy star Had mingled with her light her sighs, And dropped them from the skies !... | |
| 1850 - 540 oldal
...pictures, Rosalie, is one of the sweetest compositions that ever flowed from poet's pen : — " O, pour upon my soul again That sad, unearthly strain, That...worlds to plain ; Thus falling, falling from afar, As if some melancholy star Had mingled with her light her sighs, And dropped them from the skies !... | |
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