| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 sayfa
...men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again ; Krom the contagion of the world's elow urge, foam'd like a wounded gray in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With ррагЫсяа ashes lond an... | |
| Alexander Whitelaw - 1833 - 448 sayfa
...our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men must call delight, Can toucn him not and torture not again; From the contagion of the world's stow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain ; Nor,... | |
| 1840 - 974 sayfa
...shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight Can touch him not and torture not again ; From the contagion...mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain. in the thought. It is less repulsive than metaphysics, and yet vague enough for all purposes of mystification.... | |
| Alexander Whitelaw - 1835 - 460 sayfa
...night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men must call delight. Can tour, i him not and torture not again ; From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure, and DOW can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 sayfa
...of our night ; Envy and calumnv, and hate and pain. And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again ; From the contagion...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparklets ashes load an unlamenled... | |
| Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 sayfa
...of our night ; Envy and ealumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miseall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again ; From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure, and now ean never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has eeased... | |
| Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 396 sayfa
...of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again ; From the contagion...world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mouni A heart grown cold, a head grown grev in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn,... | |
| Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - 456 sayfa
...of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again ; From the contagion...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented... | |
| Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - 988 sayfa
...of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again ; From the contagion...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in Vain ; Kor, when the spirit's self has ceased to bum, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented... | |
| Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - 564 sayfa
...of our night j Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again ; , From the contagion of the world.s slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain... | |
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