 | English literature - 1824 - 798 pages
...wealth The sage in meditation found, And walk'd with inward glory crowa'd— Nor fame, nor pow'r, nor love, nor leisure. Others I see whom these surround,—...is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could He down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till... | |
 | 1824 - 984 pages
...wealth The sage in meditation found, And walked with inward glory crowned— Nor fane, nor power, nor love, nor leisure. Others I see whom these surround—...pleasure •-— To me 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,... | |
 | English literature - 1831
...in Dejection near Naples," it would seem as if the poet had a secret presentiment of his own death. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...could lie down' like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - English poetry - 1824 - 440 pages
...Nor peace within nor calm around, And walked with inward glory crowned— Nor fame, nor power, nor love, nor leisure. Others I see whom these surround—...could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might... | |
 | English literature - 1824 - 818 pages
...wealth The sage in meditation found, And walk'd with inward glory crown'd — Nor fame, nor pow'r, nor love, nor leisure. Others I see whom these surround,...could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might... | |
 | English fiction - 1824 - 488 pages
...wealth, The sage in meditation found, And walk'd with inward glory crown'd — Nor fame, nor power, nor love, nor leisure, Others I see whom these surround,...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... | |
 | Edward Phillips - English poetry - 1824 - 310 pages
...crown'd -— Nor fame , nor power , nor love , nor leisure : Others I see whom these surround , — Yet now despair itself is mild , Even as the winds...could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne , and yet must bear , Till death like sleep might steal on me, And... | |
 | English poetry - 1825 - 828 pages
...live and caUjife;ple^1me.)TTr , V To m«Imb*P*^falt in another measure. i I>TOW?. ' f.^ cm, " Yet " Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death-like sleep might steal on me, And I might... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 pages
...The sage in meditation found, 9 A And walked with inward glory crowned — Nor fame, nor power, nor love, nor leisure* Others I see whom these surround...despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; t could lie down like a tired child, An.i weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must... | |
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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 life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear... 
