 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
 | Robert Chambers - 1879 - 428 pàgines
...remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep : a fresh Muy-dawn it was, '• Wnen I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew...there rose From the near school-room voices that, alas 1 Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. And... | |
 | Boys - 1880 - 362 pàgines
...sometimes, they never wholly recover. The poet has expressed their misery in beautiful verse : — " There rose From the near schoolroom voices that, alas...harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes." 1 I once saw a bully undergo a peculiarly satisfactory punishment. At H School, Thompson was the terror... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1880 - 826 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...there rose From the near school-room voices that, alas I Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. And... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1880 - 476 pàgines
...I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's 1 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 school-room, 2 voices, that, alas! Were but one echo from a world of woes— The harsh and grating strife of tyrants... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1880 - 468 pàgines
...I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's1 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 school-room,2 voices, that, alas ! Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating... | |
 | George Henry Calvert - 1880 - 316 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 not why ; until there rose, Fr««n the near school-room, voices, that, alas I Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1880 - 824 pàgines
...I do remember well the boor which burst M v spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it wa?, Wncu 1 walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why : until there roM From the near school-room voices that, alas 1 Wcra but one echo from a world of woe* — Tbo harsh... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1880 - 660 pàgines
...spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, l 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. 07... | |
 | Robert Galloway - 1881 - 488 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... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1881 - 1000 pàgines
...spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept I kuew l, In rushing river-tides! Yon stream, whose sources...pebble's edge, Is Athabasca, rolling toward the suu clasped my hands and looked around — • But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which poured... | |
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