 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
 | Mary Botham Howitt - English poetry - 1847 - 556 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 rain — To thy high requiem become a sod. 7. Thou wast not bom for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry... | |
 | George Croly - English poetry - 1850 - 442 pages
...To cease upon rtie midnight witli no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such.au ecstasy ! Still would'st thou sing, and I have ears...born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations trend thee down ; The voice I hour this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1851 - 282 pages
...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—...become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! JVo hungry generations tread thee down : The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1852 - 680 pages
...for many a time I have been half in love with easeful death, Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now...sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem beeome a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ;... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - Authors - 1852 - 588 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 1 Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain, — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast... | |
 | William Mountford - Death - 1852 - 542 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. He died where there are more nightingales than there are here ; and we will hope he felt at the last... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - English poetry - 1852 - 438 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 become a sod. Thou... | |
 | George William Curtis - Atlantic States - 1852 - 214 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 a sod." So sang Keats... | |
 | George William Curtis - Atlantic States - 1852 - 216 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 become a sod. So sang... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 pages
...the air my quiet breath — Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight tcilh no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad...have ears in vain, To thy high requiem become a sod. And that remembrance leads him to compare his lot with the nightingtle's. That self-same tune had been... | |
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