 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...  Tait's Edinburgh Magazine - Pągina 25editat per - 1846Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - 552 pągines
...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...woes, The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and their foes. And then I clasped my hands and looked around, But none was near to mock my streaming eyes,... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1861 - 560 pągines
...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...woes, The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and their foes. And then I clasped my hands and looked around, But none was near to mock my streaming eyes,... | |
 | Thomas De Quincey - 1863 - 316 pągines
...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... | |
 | William Howitt - 1863 - 726 pągines
...fresh May-dawn it was When I walked forth upon the glittering grass And wept, I knew not why; unril there rose From the near school-room, voices, that,...grating strife of tyrants and of foes» •' And then I clasped my hands, nnd looked around— • But none was near to mark my streaming eyes, "Which poured... | |
 | Thomas De Quincey - 1863 - 424 pągines
...world from youth did pass. I do remember veil the hoar which burst My spirit's sleep; s fresh Hay-dawn it was, When I walk'd forth upon the glittering grass....From the near school-room, voices that, alas ! Were hot one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. And then... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1865 - 834 pągines
...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...The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. IV. So without shame, I spake:—" I will be wise, And just, and free, and mild, if in me lies Such... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1865 - 854 pągines
...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...The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. IV. So without shame, I spake : — " I will be wise, And just, and free, and mild, if in me lies Such... | |
 | Grantley Fitzhardinge Berkeley - 1865 - 410 pągines
...what Shelley saw, and so sweetly referred to in the dedication of the " Revolt of Islam," when— " There rose From the near school-room voices, that,...harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes." Never can I forget the intense pain my mother caused me, I am sure in utter thoughtlessness, within... | |
 | Frederick William Orde Ward - 1865 - 554 pągines
...myself as the enemy and victim of Nature, a sole champion, for ever pursuing or flying. I. STRIFE. "Voices that, alas! Were but one echo from a world...harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes." SHELLEY. C\ ENIUS is akin to madness. And at my birth, (if I ^-* ever was born ; for a voice, echo-like,... | |
 | Frederick William Orde Ward - 1865 - 80 pągines
...myself as the enemy and victim of Nature, a sole champion, for ever pursuing or flying. I. STRIPE. "Voices that, alas! Were but one echo from a world...harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes." SIIEIAEY. C\ ENIUS is akin to madness. And at my birth, (if I ^-* ever was born ; for a voice, echo-like,... | |
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