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" 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... "
The Principles and Progress of English Poetry - Страница 245
по Charles Mills Gayley, Clement Calhoun Young - 1904 - 595 страници
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The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, Том 86

1820 - 606 страници
...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 Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same...

The Indicator, Том 1

Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 страници
...Still wonltlit thou sing, and I have ears in vain-— . i <. ' 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 Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, siek for Imme, Ste ttood in tears amid the alien corn ; The sume...

The cabinet; or The selected beauties of literature [ed. by J. Aitken]., Том 1

Cabinet - 1824 - 440 страници
...such an ecstacy ! Still would'st thou sing, and I have ears in vain To thy high requiem become a sod. VII. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird !...clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same...

Lord Byron and Some of His Contemporaries: With Recollections of the ..., Том 1

Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 512 страници
...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...and clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The...

The Harp of the Wilderness; Or, Flowers of Modern Fugitive Poetry ...

Harp - 1836 - 380 страници
...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...

Beauties of the Country: Or, Descriptions of Rural Customs, Objects, Scenery ...

Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 страници
...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 Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 страници
...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...clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same...

The Moral and Intellectual School Book: Containing Instructions for Reading ...

William Martin - 1838 - 368 страници
...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 ;...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 страници
...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...

Selections from the British Poets, Том 2

1840 - 368 страници
...ecstasy ! Still would st 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 selfsame song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; [home, The same...




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