Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick... The Complete Poetical Works of Keats - Página 143por John Keats - 1899 - 473 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
| Harp - 1836 - 380 páginas
...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...clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Thro' the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears among the alien corn ; The same... | |
| Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 páginas
...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...hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! — the very word is like a bell To toll me back from... | |
| William Hone - 1837 - 874 páginas
...requiem become a sod. r. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread Ihee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. 8. Forlorn !... | |
| William Hone - 1837 - 936 páginas
...7. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird I No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice 1 hear this passing night was heard In ancient days...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. 8. Forlorn !... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 páginas
...eestacy ! 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...hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from... | |
| William Martin - 1838 - 368 páginas
...ecstacy ! 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...and clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a patl] Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ;... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 páginas
...ecstacy ! 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...In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self- same song- that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 páginas
...ecstacy ! 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...; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In aneient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart... | |
| 1838 - 1050 páginas
...p_ale, and spectre-thin, and dies , Where but to think is to he full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs. The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient...and clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a nath Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick from home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The... | |
| Basil Montagu - 1839 - 404 páginas
...great forest's heart, And scare the Sylvan from voluptuous dreams. BARRY CORNWALL. ON THE NIGHTINGALE. The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn. KEATS. SATURN. Deep in the shady sadness of... | |
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