 | Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 страници
...become a sod. 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...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, siek for Imme, Ste ttood in tears amid the alien corn ; The sume that oft-times hath Charm'd magic... | |
 | 1821 - 488 страници
...! No hungry generations teead thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In antient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Tbro' the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the aiien corn ; The rsme... | |
 | 1823 - 400 страници
...! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In antient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick forbome, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 512 страници
...become a sod. 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...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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 500 страници
...become a sod. 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...and clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for borne, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ;... | |
 | William Hone - 1830 - 868 страници
...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 by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same sons that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid... | |
 | Sumner Lincoln Fairfield - 1830 - 172 страници
...wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I heard 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 for home, She stood in tears... | |
 | Harp - 1836 - 380 страници
...become a sod. 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...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... | |
 | 1838 - 1050 страници
...Where youth grows 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...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... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 страници
...become a sod. 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...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 ;... | |
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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, when,... 
