 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1883 - 382 стор.
...clear; How changed thou art! how pallid, chill, and drear! Give me that voice again, my Porphyro, 0, leave me not in this eternal woe, For if thou diest, my love, I know not where to go." Those looks immortal, those complainings dear! Beyond a mortal man impassioned far At these voluptuous... | |
 | William James Linton, Richard Henry Stoddard - 1883 - 386 стор.
...And those sad eyes were spiritual and clear : How changed thou art ! how pallid, chill, and drear ! Give me that voice again, my Porphyro ! Those looks immortal, those complainings dear ! 0 leave me not in this eternal woe, For if thou diest, my Love ! I know not where to go." Beyond... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1884 - 654 стор.
...; And those sad eyes were spiritual and clear : How changed thou art! how pallid, chill, and drear! Give me that voice again, my Porphyro, Those looks...Love, I know not where to go,' Beyond a mortal man impassioned farAt these voluptuous accents, he arose, Ethereal, flushed, and like a throbbing star... | |
 | Abby Sage Richardson - 1884 - 498 стор.
...vow, And thofe sad eyes were spiritual and clear; How changed thou art! how pallid, chill and drear! Give me that voice again, my Porphyro, Those looks immortal, those complainings dear! 0 leave me not in this eternal woe, For if thou diest, my love, I know not where to go.' "' My Madeline... | |
 | James Thomas Fields - 1884 - 988 стор.
...vow; And those sad eyes were spiritual and clear ; How changed thou an ! how pallid, chill, and drear! Give me that voice again, my Porphyro, Those looks immortal, those complainings dear! O, leave me not in this eternal woe. For if thou diest, my love, I know not where to go." Beyond a... | |
 | 1885 - 668 стор.
...And those sad eyes were spiritual and clear : How changed thou art ! how pallid, chill, and drear ! Give me that voice again, my Porphyro, Those looks...Love, I know not where to go." Beyond a mortal man impassioned far At these voluptuous accents, he arose, Ethereal, flushed, and like a throbbing star... | |
 | John Keats - 1885 - 324 стор.
...And those sad eyes were spiritual and clear : How changed thou art ! how pallid, chill, and drear ! Give me that voice again, my Porphyro, Those looks...love, I know not where to go ! " Beyond a mortal man impassioned far At these voluptuous accents, he rose, Ethereal, flushed, and like a throbbing star... | |
 | 1886 - 226 стор.
...And those sad eyes were spiritual and clear: How changed thou art ! how pallid, chill, and drear ! Give me that voice again, my Porphyro, Those looks immortal, those complainings drear ! Oh leave me not in this eternal woe, For if thou diest, my Love, I know not where to go." Beyond... | |
 | Henry Davenport Northrop - 1888 - 712 стор.
...And those sad eyes were spiritual and rlear ; How changed thou art ! how pallid, chill, and drear ! Give me that voice again, my Porphyro, Those looks immortal, those complainings dear! O, leave me not in this eternal woe, For if thou diest, my love, I know not where to go." Beyond a... | |
 | William Hone - 1888 - 876 стор.
...clear . ' How chang'd thou art ! how pallid, chill, und drea, 'Give me that voice again, my Porphyro, 4 Those looks immortal, those complainings dear : "...love, I know not where to go." Beyond a mortal man impassion M far At these voluptuous accents, he arose, Kthereal, flush 'd. and like a throbbing star,... | |
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but even now Thy voice was at sweet tremble in mine ear, Made tuneable with every sweetest vow; And those sad eyes were spiritual and clear: How chang'd thou art! how pallid, chill, and drear! Give me that voice again, my Porphyro, Those looks immortal,... 
