 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 the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While...  Wordsworth to Dobell - Página 407editado por - 1883Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1847 - 556 páginas
...ere». 6. 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...ecstasy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in rain — To thy high requiem become a sod. 7. Thou wast not bom for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry... | |
 | John Keats - 1847 - 280 páginas
...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...ecstasy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod. 7Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations... | |
 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1847 - 252 páginas
...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...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... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 páginas
...leaves; . And mid-May's eldest child The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine. The murmurous haunt of bees on summer eves. Darkling I listen; and for many a...ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain,— To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 páginas
...eldest child, The coming musk -rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of fliee on summer eres. among a thousand s ! But age is now on my tongue ;...of bards, and learn their pleasant song. But memory ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have earn in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1851 - 282 páginas
...for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a united rhyme To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 580 páginas
...leaves; And mid-May's eldest child The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of bees on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a...art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy 1 Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain, — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast... | |
 | William Mountford - 1852 - 542 páginas
...die ; it is what he felt while he was listening to the nightingale once, and I suppose in the dark. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been...pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy. He died where there are more nightingales than there are here ; and we will hope he felt at the last... | |
 | George William Curtis - 1852 - 216 páginas
...plunge, that it woos and wooa you to lay your head upon its breast and slide into dreamless sleep. Darkling, I listen ; and, for many a time, I have...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing and I have ears in vain To thy high requiem become a sod. So sang... | |
 | George William Curtis - 1852 - 214 páginas
...plunge, that it woos and woos you to lay your head upon its breast and slide into dreamless sleep. " Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time, I have been...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain To thy high requiem a sod." So sang Keats... | |
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