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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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Ephemera

George William Lyttelton Baron Lyttelton - 1865 - 377 páginas
...* Poems, Paris Ed., p. 224. 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. Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1865 - 705 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 cold, and hear the eea Breath o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I when this...
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Foliorum silvula, selections for translation into Latin and Greek verse, by ...

Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866
...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 586 DELIA 'T'ELL me, my heart, fond slave of hopeless love, JL and doomed its woes wi.thout...
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The Nation and the Constitution: An Oration Delivered Before the City ...

Jeremiah Lewis Diman - 1866 - 23 páginas
...care Which I have borne, and yet must bear, Till death like sleep should steal on me, And I might fuel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony." Oh why was he not spared to us one summer more, that we might show him the sea? How all our coast 22...
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The Garland of Poetry for the Young: A Selection in Four Parts, Volumes 1-2

Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1868
...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. CXI. THE BUILDING OF THE SHIP. " ~~T)UILD me straight, O worthy Master I \J Stanch and...
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A household book of English poetry, selected with notes by R.C. Trench

Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868
...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 cold, and hear the sea 35 Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this...
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Leaves from the Poets' Laurels

1869 - 220 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. Some might lament that I were cold, As I when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon...
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Poetical Works

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1870 - 616 páginas
...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. 5. Some might lament that I were cold, As I when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley: Complete in One Volume

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1871 - 715 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 cold, and hear the sea Breath o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I when this sweet...
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A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets

William Cullen Bryant - 1872 - 789 páginas
...borne, and yet must bear, 228 TilJ death like sleep might steal on me, And 1 might frei in the wann st how In those old days, one summer noon, an arm Hose up from out the bosom of the lak PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY. BYRON'S LATEST VERSES. CMissoloachi. January 33, 1834. On this day I completed...
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