 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 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 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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 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 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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 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 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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 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 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... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 340 страници
...sing, and l have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. IC5 VII. 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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 страници
...eestasy ! 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 tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the sclf-snme song... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 348 страници
...Still wouldst thou sing, and.l have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. " . vn. » 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... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1847 - 556 страници
...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 generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In indent days by emperor and clown t Perhaps the self-tame song... | |
 | David Macbeth Moir - 1851 - 398 страници
...keep her lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow. 220 KEATS' UNTUTORED FANCY. 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 selfsame song,... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 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 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... | |
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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, sick... 
