| 1824 - 798 páginas
...dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could He down like a tired child, And weep away the life of...sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon... | |
| 1824 - 984 páginas
...that cup has been dealt in another Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away...of care Which I have borne and yet must bear. Till deatb like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the... | |
| 1831
...secret presentiment of his own death. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down' like a tired child, And weep away...sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Alas ! the coming event had indeed cast its shadow before. The fatal catastrophe was made known to... | |
| Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1824 - 438 páginas
...has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away...sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon... | |
| Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1824 - 598 páginas
...er юемиге. " Yet now despair itself is mild, Even a» the wind» and water» are) I could He down like a tired child, And weep away the life of...feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the »ta Breathe o'er my dying brain its Ust monotony. ' 'Ч "Some might lament tiiai I were cold, As 1,... | |
| 1824 - 818 páginas
...has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away...might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My check grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament... | |
| 1824 - 488 páginas
...; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the load of care Which I have borne and still must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on...sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament when I were cold, As I when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon... | |
| 1824 - 486 páginas
...has been dealt in another measure. 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 load of care Which I have borne and still must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And... | |
| 1825 - 828 páginas
...measure. i I>TOW?. ' f.^ cm, " Yet " Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away...of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death-like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air . My cheek grow cold, and hear... | |
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