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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... "
Ignorant Essays - Página 109
por Richard Dowling - 1888 - 195 páginas
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Hausschatz englischer Poesie: Auswahl aus den Werken der bedeutendsten ...

Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 399 páginas
...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 thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and...
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Lotos-eating: a Summer Book

George William Curtis - 1852 - 192 páginas
...death — Called 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 thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and...
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Euthanasy: Or, Happy Talk Towards the End of Life

William Mountford - 1852 - 511 páginas
...Death, — Called 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 thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy. He died where there are more...
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Faust: a tragedy, Volumen1

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1853 - 632 páginas
...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. — (Keats.) 58. Unb Ьоф Cat ЗеикшЬ einen braunen Saft, in jener 91афс, nírfjt auegetrunfen....
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The book of English poetry, with critical and biogr. sketches of the poets

English poetry - 1853
...death, (-'ailed 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 thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and...
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Poets of England and America: Being Selections from the Best Authors of Both ...

1853 - 472 páginas
...Death, Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme To take into the air my quiet hreath ; 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 wouldst thou sing, and...
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Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, Volumen1

Beautiful poetry - 1853
...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 tcilh no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou...
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The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New

Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 428 páginas
...death, Called 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 thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad, In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and...
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Pictorial Calendar of the Seasons, ...

Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 567 páginas
...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 thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and...
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Chambers's Journal of Popular Literature, Science and Arts, Volumen60

1883
...nightingale — the Philomel of the poets — and as I listen, Keats's lines come to mind : Now more than ever seems it rich to die. To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art ponring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Six weeks had passed; and once...
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