 I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why : until there rose From the near schoolroom voices that alas ! Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes.  The Shelley Papers: Memoir of Percy Bysshe Shelley - 3 ページPercy Bysshe Shelley, Thomas Medwin 著 - 1833 - 180 ページ全文表示 - この書籍について
 | 1831
...wept, I knew not why ; until there rose From the near school-room, voices, that alas ! Were but one echo from a world of woes, The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. And then I clasp'd my hands and looked around, But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which pour'd... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 512 ページ
...wept, I knew not why ; until there rose From the near school-room, voices, that, alas ! Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. " And then I clasped my hands, and look'd around — But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 500 ページ
...wept, I knew not why ; until there rose From the near school-room, voices, that, alas ! Were but one echo from a world of woes— The harsh and grating strife of tyrants und of foes. '•' And then I clasped my hands, and look'd around— But none was near to mock my streaming... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 ページ
...4M,wcpt, I knew not why; until there rose From the near school- room, voices, thai, alas ! Were but one soul this world of woe, To whom all things of Earth and Heaven do bow In fea foe*. 4And then I clasp* d my hands and look'd around — — But none was near to mock my streaming... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 ページ
...wept, I knew not why ; until there rose From the near school-room, voices, that, alas! Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. 4. And then I clasp'd my hands and look'd around — — But none was near to mock my streaming eyes... | |
 | Samuel Lorenzo Knapp - 1832 - 304 ページ
...wept I knew not why ; until there rose From the near school-room, voices, that alas ! Were but one echo from a world of woes, The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. And then I clasped my hands and looked around — But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1846 - 828 ページ
...— I knew not why ; until there rose, From the near school-room, voices that, alas ! Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. And then I clasp'd my hands, and look'd around — (but none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which... | |
 | Samuel Lorenzo Knapp - 1832 - 312 ページ
...wept I knew not why ; until there rose From the near school-room, voices, that alas ! Were but one echo from a world of woes, The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. And then I clasped my hands and looked around— But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which... | |
 | Thomas Medwin - 1833 - 196 ページ
...The Revolt of Islam,' he depicts — Until there rose From the near school-room, voices that, alas ! Were but an echo from a world of woes, The harsh and...to Shelley ; his pure and virgin mind was shocked by the language and manners of his new companions ; but, though forced to be with them, he was not... | |
 | 1835 - 596 ページ
...wept, I know not why, until there rose, From the near school-room, voices, that, alas ! Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes ! 4. And then I clasped my hands, and look'd around — But none was near to mock my streaming eyes,... | |
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