 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
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 sayfa
...ecstasy ! 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... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 650 sayfa
...an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vainTo thy high requiem become a sod. 7Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. 8. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 648 sayfa
...an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vainTo 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. 8. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1880 - 582 sayfa
...the woods Sigh to her song, and with her wail resound. THOMSON. THE NIGHTINGALE. THOU wast not bom for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread...hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. KEATS. THE NIGHTINGALE. As it fell upon a day In the merry month... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 644 sayfa
...tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and down : , Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through...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... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1880 - 488 sayfa
...generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard 34 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 faery lands forlorn. KEATs. THE NIGHTINGALE. As it fell upon a day In the merry month... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 sayfa
...Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Kuth, when, siek for home, She - perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell, To toll me back from... | |
 | sir Edmund William Gosse - 1881 - 308 sayfa
...an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vainTo 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... | |
 | William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) - 1881 - 112 sayfa
...[Overflowing with the sound. Quote for the metaphor.] 9 No nightingale, &c. Cf. — " The voice I heard this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor...hath Charmed magic casements opening on the foam Of perilous seas in fairy lands forlorn." — KEATS, Ode to the Nightingale. 1 5 The silence of the seas.... | |
 | 1881 - 456 sayfa
...Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard PerlIaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad...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... | |
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