 | 1824 - 984 pàgines
...surround— Smiling they live and call life pleasure •-— To me that cup has been dealt in another Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...of care Which I have borne and yet must bear. Till deatb like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the... | |
 | 1824 - 798 pàgines
...surround,— Smiling they live and call life pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could He down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till... | |
 | 1824 - 818 pàgines
...surround, — Smiling they live and call life pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My check grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1824 - 598 pàgines
...er юемиге. " Yet now despair itself is mild, Even a» the wind» and water» are) I could He down like a tired child, And weep away the life of...feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the »ta Breathe o'er my dying brain its Ust monotony. ' 'Ч "Some might lament tiiai I were cold, As 1,... | |
 | 1824 - 486 pàgines
...surround, Smiling they live, and call life pleasure; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the load of care Which I have borne and still must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And... | |
 | 1825 - 828 pàgines
...live and caUjife;ple^1me.)TTr , V To m«Imb*P*^falt in another measure. i I>TOW?. ' f.^ cm, " Yet " Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death-like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air . My cheek grow cold, and hear... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 pàgines
...— Smiling they live and call life pleasure ;— To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; t could lie down like a tired child, An.i weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 512 pàgines
...despair itself is mild, Ev'n as the winds and waters are ; / could lie down like a tired child, And u-eep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must...feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the tea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. "Some might lament that I were cold, As I when this... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 500 pàgines
...been dealt in another measure. " Yet now despair itself is mild, Ev'n as the winds and waters are ; / could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the...bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And 1 might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last... | |
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Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear... 
