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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... "
Time's Telescope for ... ; Or, A Complete Guide to the Almanack - 43. oldal
1823
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Book of the Poets: The Modern Poets of the Nineteenth Century

1842 - 504 oldal
...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 seema it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul...

Cyclopædia of English literature, 2. kötet

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 oldal
...Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Called him soft names ccstacy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in Tain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou...

Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., 2. kötet

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 oldal
...Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Called him soft names , them art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy t Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears...

Littell's Living Age, 206. kötet

1895 - 862 oldal
...: — Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful death. Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the...art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Doubly welcome as the solution of all life's riddles is the idea of death, but to Keats it is no...

Sketches of the History of Literature and Learning in England ..., 5-6. kötet

George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 484 oldal
...I listen, and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful 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 seize upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy...

Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 oldal
...Darkling I listen; and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, CalFd him soft names in many a mused rhyme To take into the air my quiet...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...

The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 oldal
...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...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an eestasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain, To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou...

Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 oldal
...Darkling I listen; and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, CalPd him soft names in many a mused rhyme To take into the air my quiet...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...

Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 oldal
...I listen; and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him sofi names in many a mused rhyme To take into the air my quiet...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...

Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 oldal
...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...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...




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