 | 1835 - 616 Seiten
...spirit's sleep, a fresh May dawn it was : When I walked forth upon the glittering grass And wept, I know not why, until there rose, From the near school-room,...The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes ! 4. And then I clasped my hands, and look'd around — But none was near to mock my streaming eyes.... | |
 | Robert Walsh - 1836 - 522 Seiten
...spirit's sleep: a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, and knew not why ; until there rose From the near school-room,...none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which poured their warm drops on the sunny ground ; So without shame, I spake: ' I will be wise, And just, and free,... | |
 | Charles White - 1837 - 1106 Seiten
...glad to escape into the little wood, a part of which was included within our bounds. There I walked, " And wept, I knew not why, until there rose, From the...— The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foeg."* * Dedication to Shelley's " Revolt of Islam." The ahove lines evidently allude to Shelley's... | |
 | Henry Fothergill Chorley - 1838 - 190 Seiten
...which hurst My spirit's sleep, a fresh May dawu it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why — until there rose, From...The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. '1 ---JA-..I And then I clasped my hands, and looked around;— But none was near to mock my streaming... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 Seiten
...spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dnwn it was, When I walk'd forth upon the glittering grass. And wept, 1 knew not why ; until there rose From the near school-room,...The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. 4. And then I clasp'd my hands and look'd around — — But none was near to mock my streaming eyes,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 Seiten
...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...none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which poured their warm drops on the sunny ground — So without shame, I spake : — •" I will be wise, And just,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 402 Seiten
...whieh 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 sehool-room, voiees, that, alas ! Were but one eeho from a world of woes — The harsh and grating... | |
 | 1846 - 602 Seiten
...burst My spirit's sleep ; a fresh May-dawn it wan, When I walk'd forth upon the. glittering grass, And wept — I knew not why; until there rose, From...grating strife of tyrants and of foes. And then I clasp'd my hands, and look'd around (But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which poured their... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 Seiten
...which burst My spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grase, , power, and pelf, , The wretch, concentred all i bnt one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. And then... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 Seiten
...which burst My spirit's sleep : a fresh Maydawn it was, When I walk'd forth upon the glittering grass, And wept I knew not why ; until there rose From the...grating strife of tyrants and of foes. And then I clasp'd my hands and look'd around — But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which pour'd the... | |
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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... 
