| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 стор.
...Darkling I listen; and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, Caltd him soft names in many a mused rhyme To take into the air my quiet...with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul ahroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem... | |
| Anna Maria Hall - 842 стор.
...numberless Singest of summer in full-throated eaw. . . Now, more than ever, it scems rieli to dic, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an eatacy I Still would'st thou sing, and I have ears in vain — ' To thy hu'lt requicm become a sod.... | |
| John Keats - 1846 - 340 стор.
...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...pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and l have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. MISCELLANEOUS POEMS.... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 стор.
...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 the air my quiet...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an eestasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain, To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
| Mary Botham Howitt - 1847 - 556 стор.
...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...pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in rain — To thy high requiem become a sod. 7. Thou wast not bom... | |
| John Keats - 1847 - 280 стор.
...easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, Darkling I listen; and for many a time To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than...pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod. 7Thou wast not born... | |
| Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1847 - 252 стор.
...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 the air my quiet...it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain."—Keats. My curst descend on all that twines Its jugglery, $c. " Our armies swore terribly in... | |
| George Croly - 1849 - 416 стор.
...rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon die midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still would'st thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born... | |
| George Croly - 1850 - 442 стор.
...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...more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon rtie midnight witli no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such.au ecstasy ! Still... | |
| Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 стор.
...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 the air my quiet...pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain,— To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born... | |
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