 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1853 - 690 стор.
...consummation devoutly to be wished. Many a time I have been half in love with easeful death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain. — (Keats.) 58. Unb Ьоф Cat ЗеикшЬ einen braunen Saft, in jener... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1853 - 548 стор.
...rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth...such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have care in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod. 7. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird !... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 стор.
...breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While th mi art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy...high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for earth, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 стор.
...summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 стор.
...summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful death, Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...more than ever, seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight, with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad, In such an ecstasy ! Still... | |
 | Literary and Philosophical Society of Liverpool - 1868 - 322 стор.
...— " Darkling, I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death; Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still... | |
 | 1854 - 400 стор.
...eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time I have been half in love witl, easeful death, Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To seize upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 стор.
...summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful death, Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...more than ever, seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight, with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad, • In such an eestasy !... | |
 | John Keats - 1855 - 416 стор.
...summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an eestasy ! Still... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 стор.
...eves. VI. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful death, CalPd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad, In such an ecstasy ! Still... | |
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Darkling I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While... 
