 | Leigh Hunt - 1851 - 282 стор.
...Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Charm' d magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.™ § Forlorn... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1852 - 680 стор.
...Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that...Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back fiom thee to my sole self ! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 стор.
...tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft times hath Charm'd magic casements , opening on the foam Of perilous seas , in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn!...a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 588 стор.
...Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that...hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from... | |
 | 1853 - 560 стор.
...Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that...hath Charmed magic casements opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. C EARLY MORNING. VIII. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 стор.
...Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that...hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very sound is like a bell To toll me back from... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1853 - 548 стор.
...that oft-times hath Charm 'd magic casements, opening on the ¡am Of perilous eeas, in fairy-land« forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole «If! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu! adieu! thy... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 стор.
...Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, O|>ening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. — Forlorn... | |
 | 1854 - 400 стор.
...Perhaps the self-same sons; that found a path Through the Bad heart of Ruth, when, sick for homo, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that...like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self ! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy... | |
 | 1854 - 414 стор.
...Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that...word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my solo self! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to de, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu... | |
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Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the selfsame song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick... 
