 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 Seiten
...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...into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 Seiten
...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...into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 Seiten
...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,...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an eestacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 Seiten
...The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time, I have heen half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names...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... | |
 | 1840 - 378 Seiten
...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...into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul... | |
 | Richard Brinsley Sheridan - 1840 - 346 Seiten
...possibility of a " painless extinction," as a consummation devoutly to be wished. *• M 1 1 1 ya time I hare been half in love with easeful death, Call'd him soft...into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To ccaso upon the midnight with no pain." — К tat*. ISy curte descend on all... | |
 | 1840 - 368 Seiten
...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,...pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still would st thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 Seiten
...soft names in many a mused rbyme, 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....thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an eestasy ! Still weuldst thou sing, nnd I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. 7.... | |
 | John Keats - 1841 - 254 Seiten
...The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. VI. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in...soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the ah- my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, While thou art pouring forth thy soul... | |
 | 1842 - 504 Seiten
...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...take into the air my quiet breath. Now more than ever seema it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul... | |
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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, While... 
