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" Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While... "
Chambers's Pocket Miscellany - 86 ページ
1854 - 188 ページ
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The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, 第 86 巻

1820 - 606 ページ
...mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring...In such an 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...

Spirit of the English Magazines, 第 10 巻

1821 - 488 ページ
...mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die. To cease upon the midnight with no pain. While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still won lost thou sing, and I have ears in vain—- To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born...

Time's Telescope for ... ; Or, A Complete Guide to the Almanack

1823 - 400 ページ
...mused rhyme, . To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wonldst thou siug, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born...

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

Cabinet - 1824 - 440 ページ
...mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, ' While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still would'st thou sing, and I have ears in vain To thy high requiem become a sod. VII....

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

Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 512 ページ
...mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath. Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring...In such an 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...

The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of ..., 第 2 巻

William Hone - 1830 - 868 ページ
...mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring...In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod. 7. Thou wast not born for death, immortal...

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

Harp - 1836 - 380 ページ
...mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring...In such an 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...

The every-day book and table-book; or, Everlasting calendar of ..., 第 2 巻

William Hone - 1837 - 936 ページ
...mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring...In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. 7. Thou wast not born for death, immortal...

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

Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 ページ
...mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath : Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring...In such an 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...

The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of ..., 第 1 巻

William Hone - 1837 - 874 ページ
...mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cfase upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy 1 Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. r. Thou wast...




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