Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to... The school book of poetry, ed. by W.C. Bennett - Pàgina 87editat per - 1870 - 192 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
| 1853 - 394 pàgines
...shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we erer could come near. Better than all measures Of delight and sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thonscorner of the ground I Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness... | |
| Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 588 pàgines
...we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasure!! That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground ! Tesch me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow,... | |
| Mary Russell Mitford - 1853 - 378 pàgines
...and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful...The world should listen then, as I am listening now. If there be anywhere a companion poem to this, it is John Keats's " Ode to the Nightingale." Poor John... | |
| English poetry - 1853 - 552 pàgines
...pride, and fear ; If we were things born Xot to shed a tear, I know not how thy joys we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful...harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world would listen then, as I am listening now. SHELLEY. RETURNING SPRINQ. AH, woe is me ! Winter is come... | |
| W H Cordeaux - 1853 - 118 pàgines
...sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught : Our sweetest aongs are those that tell of saddest thought. Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know,...The world should listen then as I am listening now. THE GLORY OF THE CREATOR. The spacious firmament f1) on high, With all the blue ethereal (2) sky, And... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1853 - 334 pàgines
...were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. I ADMIRATION. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better...Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground i Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow,... | |
| 1853 - 560 pàgines
...pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in hooks are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground ! Teach me half the gladness That... | |
| Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 pàgines
...pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful...The world should listen then, as I am listening now. PIRCT BTMBI SHU.LIT. A LARK SINGING IN A RAINBOW. Fraught with a transient, frozen shower If a cloud... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1854 - 322 pàgines
...; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. i -i Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better...The world should listen then, as I am listening now. irV TO VENUS. BT ALBERT PIKE. 0, THOU, most lovely and most beautiful ! Whether thy doves now lovingly... | |
| 1854 - 456 pàgines
...bora Not to shed a tear, 1 know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures if Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That...The world should listen then, as I am listening now THE PRISONER OF CH1LLON. — Byron. SONNET ON CHILLON. THE PRISONER OF OHILLON. The heart which love... | |
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