 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - Edinburgh review - 1846 - 692 pages
...thiu, and dies ! Where but to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs. The voice I hear, this passing night, was heard In ancient days by emperor...that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home! She stood in tears amid the alien corn ! The same that oft-times hath Charm 'd magic... | |
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - Edinburgh review (1802) - 1846 - 794 pages
...spectre-thin, and dies! Where but to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs. The voice I hear, this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor...that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home. She stood in tears amid the alien corn 1 The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 348 pages
...Still wouldst thou sing, and.l have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. " . vn. » Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ;. The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same song... | |
 | John Keats - English poetry - 1846 - 340 pages
...sing, and l have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. IC5 VII. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same song... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1846 - 540 pages
...eestasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain, To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the sclf-snme song... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - English poetry - 1847 - 556 pages
...wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in rain — To thy high requiem become a sod. 7. Thou wast not bom for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In indent days by emperor and clown t Perhaps the self-tame song... | |
 | Basil Montagu - 1849 - 284 pages
...light seed from the feather'd grass ; But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest. The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn." Observe the beauties of orators, — Cicero,... | |
 | George Croly - English poetry - 1850 - 442 pages
...Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations trend thee down ; The voice I hour this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears nmid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic... | |
 | David Macbeth Moir - English poetry - 1851 - 398 pages
...keep her lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow. 220 KEATS' UNTUTORED FANCY. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown ; Perhaps the selfsame song,... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - Authors - 1852 - 592 pages
...ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain,— To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song... | |
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Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick... 
