The heavy trouble, the bewildering care That weighs us down who live and earn our bread, These idle verses have no power to bear. So let me sing of names remembered, Because they, living not, can ne'er be dead, Or long time take their memory quite away... The London Quarterly Review - Сторінка 359редактори - 1869Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
| Literary and Philosophical Society of Liverpool - 1897 - 346 стор.
...earth, Grudge every minute as it passes by, Made the more mindful that the sweet days die, — Remember me a little then, I pray, The idle singer of an empty day. The heavy trouble, the bewildering cave, That weighs us down who live and earn our bread, These idle verses have no power to bear, So... | |
| William Morris - 1868 - 700 стор.
...Grudge every minute as it passes by, Made the more mindful that the sweet days die — — Remember me a little then I pray, The idle singer of an empty...our bread, These idle verses have no power to bear ; B So let me sing of names remembered, Because they, living not, can ne'er be dead, Or long time take... | |
| 1868 - 690 стор.
...peculiar delight in it, are very prettily suggested by the author in a short metrical Preface: — " The heavy trouble, the bewildering care That weighs...power to bear ; So let me sing of names remembered, 360 Morris's Earthly Paradise. [July, Because they, living not, can ne'er be dead, Or long time take... | |
| William Morris - 1868 - 698 стор.
...Grudge every minute as it passes by, .\fade the more mindful that the sweet days die — — Remember me a little then I pray, The idle singer of an empty day. The heavy trouble, the bavi Ida-ing care That weighs us down who live and earn our bread, These idle verses have no power... | |
| William Morris - 1869 - 692 стор.
...Grudge every minute as it passes by, Made the more mindful that the sweet days die- — ^ — Remember me a little then I pray, The idle singer of an empty...care That weighs us down who live and earn our bread, jdle_verses have no power to bear ; \ 1 J~ B \ A ^ , So let me sing of names remembered, Because they,... | |
| William Morris - 1869 - 708 стор.
...Grudge every minute as it passes by, Made the more mindful that the sweet days die — — Remember me a little then I pray, The idle singer of an empty day. So let me sing of names remembered, Because they, living not, can ne'er be dead, Or long time fake... | |
| William Morris - 1870 - 196 стор.
...years, Nor for my words shall ye forget your tears, Or hope again for aught that I can. say. * * * * The heavy trouble, the bewildering care That weighs...bread,' These idle verses have no power to bear." He is content not to weight his verse with deep speculation, or burden it with intricate musings, but... | |
| William Morris - 1870 - 444 стор.
...earth, Grudge everv minute as it passes by, Made the more mindful that the sweet days die, — Remember me a little then, I pray, The idle singer of an empty...The heavy trouble, the bewildering care That weighs its down who live and earn our bread, These idle verses have no power to bear ; So let me sing of names... | |
| William Morris - 1871 - 444 стор.
...Grudge every minute as it passes by, Made the more mindful that the sweet days die— — Remember me a little then, I pray, The idle singer of an empty...idle verses have no power to bear; So let me sing of n:unes remembered, Because they, living not, can ne'er be dead, Or long time take their memory quite... | |
| William Morris - 1871 - 442 стор.
...years, Nor for my words shall ye forget your tears, Or hope again for aught that I can say. * * * * The heavy trouble, the bewildering care That weighs...our bread, These idle verses have no power to bear." He is content not to weight his verse with deep speculation, or burden it with intricate musings, but... | |
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