...wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine. Chorus hymeneal, Or triumphal chaunt, Matched with thine would be all But an empty vaunt— A thing...What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance, Languor cannot be: Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee: Thou lovest,...

...by Edward Engelberg in his The Vast Design (Toronto: University of Toronto Press. l°-74). chap. 2of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream. ' Yeats located the source of the ideal in just those mortals whom the skylark surpassed. The former...

...or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine. Chorus hymeneal, Or triumphal chant, Matched with thine would be all But an empty vaunt, A thing...What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be; Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee; Thou lovest,...

...wert, That from Heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain?...What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? James was not ignorant of pain, but his song was his own even as it reveled in the songs of others....

...are thine: I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain?...What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught;...

.... . . Since Shelley asserted death's profound supremacy over the dream of living in "To a Skylark": Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream Since Keats affirmed his affinity with negation in "Ode to A Nightingale": "I have been half in love...