 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 of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes.  The Autobiography of Leigh Hunt - Page 255by Leigh Hunt - 1860 - 412 pagesFull view - About this book
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...spirit's sleep : a fresh May dawn it was, When I walk'd forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why ; until there rose From the near school-room...that, alas ! Were but one echo from a world of woes — Tlie ftarsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foei. " And then I clasp'd my hands, and look'd... | |
 | Leigh Hunt, Thornton Leigh Hunt - Authors, English - 1860 - 510 pages
...this world from youth did pass. 1 do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep: a fresh May day it was, When I walk'd forth upon the glittering...But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which pour'J their warm drops on the sunny ground: So without shame I spake: ' 1 will be wise, And just,... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - Love poetry - 1861 - 526 pages
...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 school-room,...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 - Love poetry - 1861 - 552 pages
...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 school-room,...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 - English literature - 1863 - 316 pages
...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,...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... | |
 | Thomas De Quincey - 1863 - 424 pages
...it was, When I walk'd forth upon the glittering grass, And wept—I knew not why, until there roae, From the near school-room, voices that, alas! Were...strife of tyrants and of foes. And then I clasp'd my hands, and look'd around (But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which pour'd their warm drops... | |
 | William Howitt - Literary landmarks - 1863 - 726 pages
...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 pages
...sleep; s fresh Hay-dawn it was, When I walk'd forth upon the glittering grass. And wept — I knew not why, until there rose, 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 - 854 pages
...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 school-room,...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 - 834 pages
...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 school-room,...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... | |
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