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... Chambers's Pocket Miscellany - Page 721854Full view - About this book
| Jeffrey Carroll - Blues (Music) - 2005 - 208 pages
...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! (51-58) Calt goes after an "Orientalism" that has infected much discussion of the blues since Charters,... | |
| Christopher R. Miller - Art - 2006 - 12 pages
...holds the prospect of heaven in agnostic suspension: Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring...ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. (55-60) Ensconced in his "mossy cell," the Penseroso hopes his systematic study of nature ("every star... | |
| Diane Ravitch, Michael Ravitch - Literary Criticism - 2006 - 512 pages
...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...ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. VII Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I... | |
| C. C. Barfoot - Literary Criticism - 2006 - 504 pages
...experience, hence the claim in the sixth stanza that Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring...have ears in vain To thy high requiem become a sod. (11. 55-60) The word "ecstasy" in this context suggests the ecstasy of orgasm, la petite mort ("little... | |
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