 Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when,...  Littell's Living Age - Sayfa 1821883Tam görünüm - Bu kitap hakkında
 | George Croly - 1854 - 426 sayfa
...song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears timid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn, Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 sayfa
...Perhaps the self -same song that found a path Through the ead heart of lluth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam, Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 478 sayfa
...eestasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry...hath Charmed magic casements opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell, To toll me back from... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1855 - 580 sayfa
...ecstasy I Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears is vain, — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from... | |
 | John Keats - 1855 - 416 sayfa
...eestasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 sayfa
...eestasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a- sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry...hath Charmed magic casements opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell, To toll me back from... | |
 | David Macbeth Moir - 1856 - 358 sayfa
...Stri No hungry generations tread thee down ; \gji The voice I hear this passing night was heard h; In ancient days by emperor and clown ; Perhaps the...hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a spell To toll one back from... | |
 | David Charles Bell - 1856 - 466 sayfa
...I hear this passing night, was heard In ancient days, by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self- same song, that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth,...hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. " Forlorn !" — The very sound is like a bell To toll me back... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 sayfa
...Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of lluth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lauds forlorn. VIII. Forlorn... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 642 sayfa
...Perhaps the self-same song that found a palh Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home. She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn! the... | |
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