 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 стор.
...vannt— A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy leridge Langour cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovesl ; but ne'er knew love's... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 стор.
...fountains Of thy happy strain f What fields, or waves, or mountains ? What shapes of sky or plain Î grim. This night we must away ! Than we moríais dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal etream ? We look before and afler,... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 стор.
...— A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objeets are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains ? What...satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Tilings more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 стор.
...Hymeneal, Or triumphal chaunt, Match'd with thine would he all What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains ? What...pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot he : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovcst ; hut ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 стор.
...— A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains ? What...kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyanee Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 стор.
...day-light, Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains ? What...What love of thine own kind ? What ignorance of pain ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 стор.
...I What fields, or waves, or mountains ! What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind 1 what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance...: Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou fcvest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 стор.
...— A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ! What fields, or waves, or mountains ! What...sky or plain ! What love of thine own kind ! what ignoranee of painI With thy clear keen joyonee Languor eannot be : Shadow of annoyanee Never eame near... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 396 стор.
...What fields, or waves, or mountains T What shapes of sky or plain Î What love of thine own kind Î what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyance...: Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. xvn. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1842 - 440 стор.
...hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains 1 What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own...annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but never knew love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep... | |
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What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be; Shadow of annoyance Never came near... 
