 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
 | William Harrison ainsworth - 1860 - 516 pages
...the Power of Sound. • Ibid. Miscellaneous Sonnets, VI. Italy, "The Felucca." The Dead Eagle. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I Lear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same song... | |
 | England - English poetry - 1860 - 532 pages
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an cestacy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become« sod. vn. Thou was not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice... | |
 | English poetry - 1890 - 366 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...No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice 1 hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same song... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 pages
...mus&d rhyme, To tnke 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 woulrlst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - English poetry - 1861 - 356 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 ! Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice 1... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - English language - 1863 - 564 pages
...for many a time, 1 have been half in love with easeful Death,1 Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an eestasy ! Still wonld'st thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
 | John Keats - English poetry - 1863 - 370 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 ! Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I... | |
 | David Grant - English poetry - 1865 - 428 pages
...quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, Whilst thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an...generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing njght was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path... | |
 | Standard poetry book - 1866 - 300 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... | |
 | Moxon Edward and co - 200 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 ectasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
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