 I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep: a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why; until there rose From the near schoolroom, voices, that, alas! Were but one echo from a world...  Essays on the Poets: And Other English Writers - Sayfa 53Thomas De Quincey tarafından - 1853 - 296 sayfaTam görünüm - Bu kitap hakkında
 | Epes Sargent - 1882 - 1002 sayfa
...I do remember well tho hour which burst My spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept I knew not...Were but one echo from a world of woes, — The harsh aud grating strife of tyrants and of foes. And then I clasped my hands and looked around — But none... | |
 | Alfred Hix Welsh - 1882 - 1108 sayfa
...'I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep: a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew...school-room voices, that, alas! Were but one echo from a icorld of it'oen, — The harth and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. And then I clasped my hands... | |
 | Cassell, ltd - 1883 - 562 sayfa
...I do remember well the hour which burst Sly spirit's sleep ; a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew...grating strife of tyrants and of foes. And then I clasped my hands and looked around, 10 But none was near to muck my streaming eye», Which poured their... | |
 | Samuel Andrews (M.A.) - 1884 - 312 sayfa
...' I do rememb er well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep. A fresh May dawn it was When I walked forth upon the glittering grass And wept, I knew not...grating strife of tyrants and of foes. ' And then I clasped my hands and look'd around, But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which pour'd their... | |
 | John Cordy Jeaffreson - 1885 - 460 sayfa
...hour which burst My spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glitterjng grass, And wept, I knew not why ; until there rose...grating strife of tyrants and of foes. ' And then I clasped my hands nnd looked around, But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which poured their... | |
 | Shelley Society - 1886 - 184 sayfa
...pass. I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep. A fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew...grating strife of tyrants and of foes. " And then I clasped my hands, and looked around ; But none was near to mock my streaming eyes. Which poured their... | |
 | William Michael Rossetti - 1886 - 218 sayfa
...pass. I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep. A fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew...grating strife of tyrants and of foes. " And then I clasped my hands, and looked around ; But none was near to mock my streaming eyes. Which poured their... | |
 | Edward Dowden - 1886 - 584 sayfa
...pass. I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep. A fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew...grating strife of tyrants and of foes. " And then I clasped my hands and looked around ; But none was near to mock my streaming eyes Which poured their... | |
 | William Sharp - 1887 - 252 sayfa
...I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep : a fresh May dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew...grating strife of tyrants and of foes. And then I clasped my hands and looked around But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, 'NVhich poured their... | |
 | George Park Fisher - 1910 - 780 sayfa
...oppression, first brought home to his perception through voices heard from a school-room — voices that " Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating Btrife of tyrants and of foes." The sentimentalism which found its egotistic, passionate expression... | |
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