 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 страници
...life pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now deapair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like...sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. SHELLEY. I HEARD the dogs bark in the moonlight night, And I went to the window to see the sight ;... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1862 - 524 страници
...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 lie down like...hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last nlonotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart,... | |
 | Miriam Coles Harris - 1862 - 516 страници
...lips. CHAPTER XXIX. 44 Alas ! I have nor hope nor health, Nor peace within nor calm around— ****** I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away...must bear Till death, like sleep, might steal on me." SHELLEY. "How late you have slept, Miss !" said Kitty, as she hur« ried up in answer to my bell. "... | |
 | Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot - 1863 - 542 страници
...no strength on which to lean, runs through his whole poems : " Yet now despair itself is mild Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like...life of care Which I have borne, and yet must bear,'' is a burden that reappears habitually in his poetry. There is but one passage in all Shelley's exquisite... | |
 | 1863 - 542 страници
...no strength on which to lean, runs through his whole poems : " Yet now despair itself is mild Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like...life of care Which I have borne, and yet must bear," is a burden that reappears habitually in his poetry. There is but one passage in all Shelley's exquisite... | |
 | Miriam Coles Harris - 1864 - 522 страници
...CHAPTER XXIX. " Alas ! I have nor hope nor health, Nor peace within nor calm around— *•**•* I conld lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life...must bear Till death, like sleep, might steal on me." SHELLBT. " Row late you have slept, Miss !" said Kitty, as she hnr. tied up in answer to my bell. "... | |
 | English poetry - 1865 - 410 страници
...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 lie down like...sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. SHELLEY. VERSES. 'NTHINKING, idle, wild, and young, I laughed, and talked, and danced, and sung ; And,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1865 - 744 страници
...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 lie down like...feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the eea Breath o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I when this... | |
 | George William Lyttelton Baron Lyttelton - 1865 - 412 страници
...life pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Ev'n as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care * Poems, Paris Ed., p. 224. Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866 - 726 страници
...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 lie down like...sea breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. PB SHELLEY 586 DELIA 'T'ELL me, my heart, fond slave of hopeless love, JL and doomed its woes wi.thout... | |
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Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear... 
