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" Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick... "
A thousand and one gems of English poetry, selected and arranged by C. Mackay - หน้า 472
แก้ไขโดย - 1897
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The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, เล่มที่ 34

1820 - 646 หน้า
...pale, and spectre-thin, and dies ; Where but to think is to be full of sorrow \nd leaden-eyed despairs. The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. ' p. 108-11...

The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, เล่มที่ 86

1820 - 606 หน้า
...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...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm M magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn, pp. 108—111....

The Indicator, เล่มที่ 1

Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 หน้า
...thou sing, and I have ears in vain-— . i <. ' To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, siek for Imme, Ste ttood in tears amid the alien corn ; The sume that oft-times hath Charm'd magic...

The cabinet; or The selected beauties of literature [ed. by J ..., เล่มที่ 1

Cabinet - 1824 - 440 หน้า
...would'st thou sing, and I have ears in vain To thy high requiem become a sod. VII. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. VIII. Forlorn...

The Every-day Book: Or Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements, Sports ...

William Hone - 1827 - 858 หน้า
...Г. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird I No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice 1 hear this passing night was heard In ancient days...same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. 8. Forlorn ! the very word is like a...

Beauties of the Country: Or, Descriptions of Rural Customs, Objects, Scenery ...

Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 หน้า
...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...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! —...

The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of ..., เล่มที่ 1

William Hone - 1837 - 874 หน้า
...requiem become a sod. r. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread Ihee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard...same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. 8. Forlorn ! the very word is like a...

The every-day book and table-book; or, Everlasting calendar of ..., เล่มที่ 2

William Hone - 1837 - 936 หน้า
...7. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird I No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice 1 hear this passing night was heard In ancient days...same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. 8. Forlorn ! the very word is like a...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 หน้า
...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...amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the...

Selections from the British Poets, เล่มที่ 2

1840 - 368 หน้า
...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...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; [home, The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic...




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