 | 1837 - 418 стор.
...of manhood is but the idle " crackling of thorns under the pot" in comparison. " We look before and after, And pine for what is not ; Our sincerest laughter...With some pain is fraught : Our sweetest songs are (hose that tell of saddest thought." 248 FLOWERS OF FICTION. 249 And yet, despite even their glee,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 396 стор.
...deep Than we mortals dream, Or howcould thy notes flowin such a crystal stream! We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught ; 260 261 . Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 стор.
...Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy note flow in such a crystal stream 1 xvm. We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter...some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those which tell of saddest thought. XIX. Yet if we could scorn Hate and pride and fear; If we were things... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy note flow in such a crystal stream i XVIII. We look before and after, And pine for what is not ; Our sincerest laughter...some pain is fraught: Our sweetest songs are those which tell of saddest thouj. Yet if we could scorn Hate and pride and fear ; If we were things born... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 292 стор.
...Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy note flow in such a crystal stream ? We look before and afte7, And pine for what is not ; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught : Our sweetest songs are thosf which tell of iaddtst thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate and pride and fear ; If we were things... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 стор.
...deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stieam? We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught ; [thought. Our sweetest songs arc those that tell of isaddest Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride,... | |
 | 1846 - 590 стор.
...Than we mortals dream ; Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? " We look before and after, And pine for what is not, Our sincerest laughter...some pain is fraught. Our sweetest songs are those which tell of saddest thought." To speak more immediately of the little volume before us; it is greatly... | |
 | Gem book - 1846 - 398 стор.
...shapes of sky or plain ! [pain ! What love of thine own kind ! What ignorance of We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught ; [thought. Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride,... | |
 | Robert Turnbull - 1847 - 396 стор.
...deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy note flow in such a crystal stream ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not ; Our sincerest laughter,...some pain is fraught : Our sweetest songs are those which tell of saddest thought. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 стор.
...deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream I We look before and eongs are those that tell of saddoft thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If... | |
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We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Or sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. 
