 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
 | Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot - Periodicals - 1856 - 512 pages
...mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Xow 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 eestasy. • Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod."... | |
 | Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot - Periodicals - 1856 - 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 forth thy soul abroad Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod." In such an ecstasy.... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - American poetry - 1857 - 426 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...ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vainTo thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - American poetry - 1857 - 436 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 au eestasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—- To thy high requiem become a sod.... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - American poetry - 1858 - 644 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...down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of liuth, when, sick for home. She... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - American poetry - 1858 - 642 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 eestasy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast... | |
 | John Keats - 1859 - 524 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 ecstacy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem be'come a sod. Thou... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1859 - 550 pages
...rhyme To late into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon tho midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an cestacy 1 Still wonldst thoa sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
 | William Hone - 1859 - 880 pages
...ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. r. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice 1 hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and cluwn : Perhaps the self-same song... | |
 | William Allingham - English poetry - 1860 - 316 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 ecstacy 1 Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. VII.... | |
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