 | 1846 - 730 стор.
...illustrate — in one of the concluding stanzas to the Skylark! " Better than all measures, Of delightful sound ; Better than all treasures, That in books are...Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground." But, ah, wo is me! Weep now, Urania — thou eldest muse — for aim ! That harmony paused — " And... | |
 | Gem book - 1846 - 398 стор.
...a tear, — I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are...Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground ! PB SHELLEY. SKYLARK. BIRD of the wilderness Blithsome and cumberless, Light be thy matin o'er moorland... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1846 - 402 стор.
...a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. zx. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are...found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the around ." XX1. Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness From my... | |
 | Sarah Carter Edgarton Mayo - 1846 - 342 стор.
...that I favor him, my thoughts are singing Shelley's verse : 1 Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scomer of the ground.' Now, the fact is, Nightingale never pretends to any sky-larking — he never... | |
 | Margaret Fuller - 1846 - 382 стор.
...exuberance of fancy, was incalculably superior to Wordsworth ? But mark their inferences. Shelley. " Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness Prom my lips would flow The world should listen, then, as I am listening now." Wordsworth. " What though... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - 578 стор.
...shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, tlmu scorner of the ground! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849 - 406 стор.
...shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found. Thy skill to poet were, thou scorncr of the ground ! XXI. Teach me half the gladness That thy bram must know, Such harmonious madness... | |
 | Henry D. Moore - 1850 - 276 стор.
...wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears, it heeded not. Teach me half the gladness That thy heart must know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world would listen then, as I am listening now." Read his poem — " The Cloud — " of which the following... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 стор.
...come near. Better than all measures Of delight and sound, Better than all treasures That in books arc , a * u I am listening DOW. [From ' The Sauitite Pioirf.'] A Sensitire Plant in a garden grew. And the young... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 стор.
...shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are...Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground ! 8 Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would... | |
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Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to... 
