 | Harp - 1836 - 380 páginas
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While 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 wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear... | |
 | Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 páginas
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While 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 wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down : The voice I hear... | |
 | William Hone - 1837 - 936 páginas
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While 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. 7. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird I No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice... | |
 | William Hone - 1837 - 874 páginas
...cfase upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy 1 Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. r. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread Ihee down ; The voice... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 páginas
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! 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... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 páginas
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul ahroad In such an ecstacy ! 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... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 páginas
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! 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... | |
 | 1840 - 368 páginas
...midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still would st 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... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 552 páginas
...pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy! Still would*! thou sinir, anil I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. ^ . 7^ Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! t^~* No hungry generations tread thee down ; 4Í... | |
 | 1842 - 480 páginas
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy! Still would'st 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... | |
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To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While 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. 
