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" Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are : I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My... "
Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature - Página 84
editado por - 1854
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The Shirburnian, Volume 1,Edição 1

1859
...weep away the life of care Which I have borne and jet must bear, "Till Death, like sleep, might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow...sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony." — Shelley. Ah "hope deferred" is wearing pain ! The wanderer passeth to the sea — Long years of...
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Shelley memorials: from authentic sources, ed. by lady Shelley. To which is ...

lady Jane Shelley - 1859
...weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow...sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony." But this dejection — the result of many causes — gave place to a happier mood before the poet was...
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New Miscellanies

Charles Kingsley - 1860 - 375 páginas
...to obey a law. But no, the cloud of sentiment must close over again, and Yet now despair itsolf is mild Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie...sincerity in it, which breeds coherence and melody, which, in short, makes it poetry. But what if such a tone of mind be consciously encouraged, even insincerely...
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Miscellanies, Volume 1

Charles Kingsley - 1860
...to obey a law. But no, the cloud of sentiment must close over again, and Yet now despair itself is mild Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie...sincerity in it, which breeds coherence and melody, which, in short, makes it poetry. But what if such a tone of mind be consciously encouraged, even insincerely...
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New Miscellanies

Charles Kingsley - 1860 - 375 páginas
...law. But no, the cloud of sentiment must close over again, and Yet now despair itself is mild Kven as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like...sincerity in it, which breeds coherence and melody, which, in short, makes it poetry. But what if such a tone of mind be consciously encouraged, even insincerely...
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Russell's Magazine

Paul Hamilton Payne - 1860
...must bear, Till death, like sleep, might seize on me, Anil I might feel, in the warm air, My cheelc grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony !'' We are told by Mr. Kingsley that II Shelley's range of vision is very narrow, his subjects few,...
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The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English ...

Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 332 páginas
...weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow...sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. PB Shelley ccxxvni THE SCHOLAR My days among the Dead are past; Around me I behold, Where'er these...
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A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

Thomas Shorter - 1861
...weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow...sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. SHELLEY. I HEARD the dogs bark in the moonlight night, And I went to the window to see the sight ;...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Volume 2

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1862
...weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow...hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last nlonotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart,...
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Gems of English Poetry: With Illustrations by Great Artists

English poetry - 1865 - 302 páginas
...weep away the life of care, Which I have borne, and yet must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow...sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. SHELLEY. VERSES. 'NTHINKING, idle, wild, and young, I laughed, and talked, and danced, and sung ; And,...
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