| Mary Russell Mitford - 1855 - 580 páginas
...him. No one since Spenser has possessed a more graphic pen. His processions not only live, they move. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. My heart aches, and a drowsy...pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past and Lethe-ward had sunk: 'Tis not through envy... | |
| Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 páginas
...motion tune his wanton song, Like tipsy joy that reels with tossing head. SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDOE. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. My heart aches, and a drowsy...pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-ward sunk : 'Tis not through envy... | |
| John Keats - 1855 - 416 páginas
...oft would that hand appear, And o'er my eyes the trembling moisture shake. ODE TO A KEGHTIXGALE. MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: 'Tis not through... | |
| Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 478 páginas
...motion tune his wanton song, Like tipsy joy that reels with tossing head. SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDOE. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, ns though of hemlock I hud drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-ward... | |
| Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 páginas
...He only fair, and what he fair hath made ; All other fair, like flowers untimely fade. SPENSER. o 2 ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. MY heart aches, and a drowsy...pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : Tis not through... | |
| Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - 436 páginas
...feet Disturbing not the leaves which are her winding-sheet. -% - • • . v: v ,.' SgppppEE KEATS. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. MY heart aches, and a drowsy...pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : Tis not through... | |
| Mary Russell Mitford - 1857 - 374 páginas
...him. No one since Spenser has possessed a more graphic pen. His processions not only live, they move. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. My heart aches, and a drowsy...numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drank, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not... | |
| 1864 - 148 páginas
...the far roar of rivers ; and the eve Shall close o'er the brown woods as it was wont. IDLE MAN. THE NIGHTINGALE. MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness...pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through... | |
| Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - 426 páginas
...leaves which iri-e her winding-sheet. 132 A3 I ':m:lJgg KEATS. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. MY heart nches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : Tis not through... | |
| Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - 298 páginas
...treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. My heart aches, and a drowsy...pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk ; 'Tis not through... | |
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