 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 - Pàgina 25editat per - 1846Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | 1866 - 496 pàgines
...spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, W he'ii I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, 1 knew not why ; until there rose From the near school-room, voices, that, alas 1 Were but one echo from a world of woes — The hursli and grilling strife of tyrants and of foes.... | |
 | Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868 - 458 pàgines
...do remember well the hour which burst 21 My spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew...rose From the near school-room voices, that, alas ! 25 Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes.... | |
 | Henry Allon - 1859 - 740 pàgines
...markedly his characteristics. He seems to have alluded to them thus, in the ' Revolt of Islam' :— ' I wept, I knew not why : until there rose From the near school-room voices that, alas ! Were but an echo from a world of woes, The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes.1 When fourteen years... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1870 - 714 pàgines
...which burst My spirit's sleep. A fresh May-^awn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering graii, And wept, I knew not why: until there rose From the...grating strife of tyrants and of foes. " And then I cla,ped my handss and looked around : But none was near to mock my straining eye-. Which poured their... | |
 | 1870 - 462 pàgines
...do remember well the hour which burst 21 My spirit's sleep: a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew...rose From the near school-room voices, that, alas ! 25 Were but one echo from a world of woes— The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes.... | |
 | Richard Chenevix Trench - 1870 - 466 pàgines
...not why ; until there rose From the near school-room voices, that, alas ! 25 Were but one echo frorh a world of woes — The harsh and 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 their... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1871 - 742 pàgines
...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 foei. THE REVOLT OF ISLAM. And then I clasped my hands and looked around, But noue was near to mock... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1871 - 448 pàgines
...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, voices, that, alas ! AVere but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes.... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1874 - 584 pàgines
...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 their... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1874 - 646 pàgines
...spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, 1 knew not why ; until there rose From the near schoolroom,...The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. Mrs. Shelley. And then I clasped my hands and looked arcHind — But none was near to mock my streaming... | |
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