...surround— Smiling they live and call life pleasure •-— To me that cup has been dealt in another Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear. Till deatb like sleep might steal on me, And...

...surround,— Smiling they live and call life pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could He down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till...

...in Dejection near Naples," it would seem as if the poet had a secret presentiment of his own death. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...could lie down' like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me,...

...and of sadness is come now, and with my foot on the threshold of a new life and a new world, " ' 1 could lie down like a tired child, And weep away this life of care.' " " It was at an early period of her life that she ventured to address a letter to Wordsworth, full...

...surround, Smiling they live, and call life pleasure; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the load of care Which I have borne and still must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me,...

...crown'd -— Nor fame , nor power , nor love , nor leisure : Others I see whom these surround , — Yet now despair itself is mild , Even as the winds...I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne , and yet must bear , Till death like sleep might steal on me,...

...surround, — Smiling they live and call life pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And...

...— Smiling they live and call life pleasure ; — To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And...

...— Smiling they live and call life pleasure ; — To me that cup has beendealt in another measure. " Yet now despair Itself is mild. Even as the winds and waters are j I could lie down like a tired child. And weep away the life of care Which I bave borne and yet must...

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