 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 109por Richard Dowling - 1888 - 195 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers - 1876 - 860 páginas
...Death, Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more nk, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the f pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy t Still wouldst thou sing, and... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1876 - 288 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... | |
 | W. and R. Chambers (ltd.) - 1878 - 174 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... | |
 | Amelia B. Edwards - 1878 - 376 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... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1876 - 288 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... | |
 | Amelia Ann Blanford Edwards - 1879 - 390 páginas
...names in many a muse'd rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. 141 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... | |
 | Choice poems - 1879 - 206 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... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 650 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... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 648 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... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 páginas
...Death, [rhyme, Called him soft names in many a mused 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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