 Darkling I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While...  The Poets of the Nineteenth Century - Página 137editado por - 1858 - 616 páginasVisualização completa - Sobre este livro
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 páginas
...snch delicacy of touch as in the lines in I italics. Darkling I listen ; and, — for many a time I have been half in love with easeful death, Call'd...ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight tcilh no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou... | |
 | 1853 - 560 páginas
...summer eyes, Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have heen half in love with easeful Death, Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme To take into the air my quiet hreath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 páginas
...of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
 | Literary and Philosophical Society of Liverpool - 1868 - 322 páginas
...— " Darkling, I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death; Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears La vain To thy high requiem, become a sod." From... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 páginas
...summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful death, Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad, In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 páginas
...for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd bun soft names in many a muted rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now...die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While th mi art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears... | |
 | George Croly - 1854 - 426 páginas
...mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, Darkling I listen ; and, fyr many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd...rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more thnn ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth... | |
 | 1854 - 400 páginas
...eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time I have been half in love witl, easeful death, Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To seize upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy... | |
 | 1854 - 414 páginas
...for many a time I have been half in love with easeful death, Called him soft names in many a mus6d rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To seize upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy... | |
 | 1883 - 846 páginas
...nightingale — the Philomel of the poets — and as I listen, Keats's lines come to mind : Now more than ever seems it rich to die. To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art ponring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Six weeks had passed; and once more, as on that... | |
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