 | Matt Cartmill - History - 1996 - 352 pages
...filled with a profound, unconscious joy that self-conscious creatures like ourselves can never feel: Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more...how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream? . . . Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - Poetry - 1994 - 752 pages
...cannot be: Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee: Thou lovest; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. 80 Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more...is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. 90 Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not... | |
 | College readers - 1994 - 1952 pages
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We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. 
