 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1879 - 660 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...The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. 4. And then I clasped my hands, and looked around ; But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley, Thomas James Cobden-Sanderson - 1922 - 258 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 near schoolroom voices that, alas ! And then I clasped my hands, and looked around, But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which... | |
 | John Addington Symonds - 1923 - 224 Seiten
...grass, And wept, I knew not why ; until there rose Prom the near school-room, voices, that, alaa ! Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh...and of foes. And then I clasped my hands and looked aronnd — — But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which poured their warm drops ou the sunny... | |
 | Schelling anniversary papers - 1923 - 354 Seiten
...describes the early impression made upon his nature when the voices heard from a schoolroom seemed to him but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. This moment he now thinks of as "the hour which burst my spirit's sleep." With streaming eyes (like... | |
 | Georg Morris Cohen Brandes - 1923 - 398 Seiten
...his 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 I Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. And... | |
 | George Roy Elliott, Norman Foerster - 1923 - 864 Seiten
...which burst My spirit's sleep. A fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glitterinc; grass, And wept, I knew not why: until there rose From the near schoolroom .voices that, alas,! 25 Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes.... | |
 | George Park Fisher - 1915 - 776 Seiten
...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 gratiug strife of tyrants and of foes." The sentimentalism which found its egotistic, passionate expression... | |
 | Curtis Hidden Page - 1910 - 966 Seiten
...glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why : until there rose From the near schoolroom voices that, alas I clas|>ed my handx, and looked around. But none was near to mock my streaming eyes. Which poured their... | |
 | Ascott Robert Hope Moncrieff - 1925 - 328 Seiten
...sensitive and highly strung natures of that rough school-life, hatefully remembered with a shudder as " One echo from a world of woes— The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes." Who shall say how many that might have been nursed into manliness by a little consideration, had their... | |
 | Nicolò Mustacchia - 1925 - 148 Seiten
...glittering glass, And wept I knew not why; unti I there rose, From the near schoolroom, voices, that, alasi Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and foes. And (lieti I clasped my hands and looked around — IV But none wass near to mock my streaming... | |
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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... 
