 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
 | Anna Adams - 2003 - 216 páginas
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 | Margaret James - 2003 - 242 páginas
...that we all long for death.' 'Z)zW Freud say that?' Susannah frowned, '/thought it was Keats. Now more than ever seems it rich to die. To cease upon the midnight with no pain. That's in Ode to a Nightingale — I think.' 'Poets usually get there first. Who needed Freud,... | |
 | Klaus Martens, Paul Duncan Morris, Arlette Warken - 2003 - 166 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... | |
 | Leonora Leet - 2003 - 388 páginas
...song: Darkling I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. (51-60)... | |
 | Caroline Upcher - 2003 - 306 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 . . ." On and on he went, his voice far too dramatic for the delicacy of the poem. He waved his... | |
 | Edith Wharton - 2003 - 420 páginas
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 | John R. Strachan - 2003 - 218 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... | |
 | Richard Hayman - 2003 - 300 páginas
...confesses himself in such a heightened poetical state as 'half in love with easeful death': 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! " Keats sought in trees and... | |
 | Bernd Fischer - 2003 - 276 páginas
...Thematic and Dramatic Configurations of the Theme of Death in Kleist's Works Hilda M. Brown 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! (Keats, "Ode to a Nightingale")... | |
 | Geoffrey O'Brien, Billy Collins - 2007 - 778 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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