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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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Chambers's pocket miscellany, เล่มที่ 4-6

Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1852 - 680 หน้า
...wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem beeome a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread...The same that ofttimes hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell...

Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 588 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...same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell...

Hausschatz englischer Poesie: Auswahl aus den Werken der bedeutendsten ...

Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 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...stood in tears 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....

Poets of England and America: Being Selections from the Best Authors of Both ...

1853 - 560 หน้า
...Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vainTo thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread...The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. C EARLY MORNING. VIII. Forlorn ! the...

The book of English poetry, with critical and biogr. sketches of the poets

English poetry - 1853 - 552 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...The same that ofttimes hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very sound is like a bell...

Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, เล่มที่ 1

Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 หน้า
...to be heard. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee ilown : 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, O|>ening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. — Forlorn...

Chambers's Pocket Miscellany, เล่มที่ 3

1854 - 414 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...The same that ofttimes hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell...

Pictorial Calendar of the Seasons, ...

Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 หน้า
...thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for earth, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down...amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Chann'd magic casements, opening on the foam, Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the...

The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New

Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 หน้า
...high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations trend thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was...The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell,...

The Beauties of the British Poets, with a Few Introductory Observations

George Croly - 1854 - 426 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 home, She stood in tears timid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic...




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