 When I arose and saw the dawn, I sighed for thee; When light rode high, and the dew was gone, And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death came, and...  The American Monthly Magazine - Pàgina 4341829Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 pàgines
...high, and the dew was gone, And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary D«y turned to her 1 replied, " No, not thee ! " Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soon, — Sleep will come... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1871 - 742 pàgines
...came, and cried, Wouldst thou me t Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a uoou-tide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me ? — And I reulied, No, not thee I -m LINES. Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will... | |
 | 1872 - 900 pàgines
...high, and the dew was gone, And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary Day turned to her e night, as it went its way, like a silent Carthusian....longings, As, through the garden gate, and beneath the art dead, Soon, too soon, — Sleep will come when thou art fled ; Of neither would 1 ask the boon... | |
 | William Henry Davenport Adams - 1872 - 396 pàgines
...Murmured like a noon-tide bee, "THE FOUNTAINS MINGLE WITH THE RIYER ;" — (SHELLEY) THE CLOUD. 201 Shall I nestle near thy side ? Would'st thou me ? And I replied, g u gj x No, not thee ! Death will come when thou art dead, s tJ .J X a X Soon, too soon — Sleep... | |
 | English song - 1873 - 566 pàgines
...SHELLEY. 'WINTER ROBING WITH PURE SNOW AND CROWNS — (SHELLEY) THE SPIRIT OF DELIGHT: AN INVOCA TION. 399 And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like...replied, No, not thee ! Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thon art fled ; Of neither would I ask the boon 1... | |
 | William Henry Davenport Adams - 1873 - 552 pàgines
...AN INVOCA TION. 399 And the weary Day tunied to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, 8 £ Q D I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death came, and cried,...replied, No, not thee ! Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled ; Of neither would I ask the boon I... | |
 | Country life - 1873 - 160 pàgines
...brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child sleep the filmy-eyed, Murmur'dlike a noontide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me? — and I replied, No; not thee ! COUNTRY LIFE. Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art... | |
 | Samuel Orchart Beeton - 1873 - 782 pàgines
...Thy brother Death came, and cried Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmur'd ry whirl'd from place to place, Humane as they would seem, not alway г — And I replied No, not thee ! Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1874 - 584 pàgines
...Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me 1 Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like...replied, No, not thee ! Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soonSleep will come when thou art fled ; Of neither wuuld I ask the boon I ask... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1874 - 646 pàgines
...for thee. Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child Sleep, the f,lmy-eyed, Murmured like a noontide bee, Shall I nestle near...replied, No, not thee ! Death will come when thou art dead, . Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled ; Of neither would I ask the boon... | |
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