 | 1853 - 560 sayfa
...summer eyes, Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have heen half in love with easeful Death, Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme To take into the air my quiet hreath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou... | |
 | George Croly - 1854 - 426 sayfa
...; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, Darkling I listen ; and, fyr many a time I have been half in love with easeful...rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more thnn ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth... | |
 | 1883 - 846 sayfa
...nightingale — the Philomel of the poets — and as I listen, Keats's lines come to mind : Now more than ever seems it rich to die. To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art ponring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Six weeks had passed; and once more, as on that... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 sayfa
...eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd bun soft names in many a muted rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems... | |
 | Literary and Philosophical Society of Liverpool - 1868 - 322 sayfa
...quotation or two from our own poets. In his Ode to a Nightingale, Keats has the following stanza : — " Darkling, I listen ; and 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 more than ever... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 sayfa
...oldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of bees on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and 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, more than ever,... | |
 | 1854 - 414 sayfa
...eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine. The murmurous haunt of flies 0n summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful death, Called him soft names in many a mus6d rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever... | |
 | 1854 - 400 sayfa
...eldest child, The coming musk -rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time I have been half in love witl, easeful death, Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1855 - 580 sayfa
...mid-May's eldest child The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine. The murmurous haunt of bees on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Called him soft names in many a musfed rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 sayfa
...oldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of bees on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and 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, more than... | |
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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... 
