 | Edgar Mertner, Leigh Hunt, Leigh Hunt - 1966
...sweet day is done, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan : They might lament, for I am one Whom men love not, and...Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger, though enjoy'd, like joy in memory yet." The pieces, that call to mind Beaumont and Fletcher, are such as... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1994 - 692 páginas
...sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan; 40 They might lament - for I am one Whom men love not, - and...Will linger, though enjoyed, like joy in memory yet. Sonnet Lift not the painted veil which those who live Call Life: though unreal shapes be pictured there,... | |
 | Emanuel Martin Papper - 1995 - 162 páginas
...surround, Smiling they live and call life pleasure; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure — for I am one Whom men love not and yet regret; Unlike this day, which, when the Sun Shall on its stainly glory set, Will linger though enjoyed, like joy in Memory yet.44 The Dejection poem written... | |
 | Diane Ravitch - 2006 - 486 páginas
...this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan; They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not —...Will linger, though enjoyed, like joy in memory yet. Music, When Soft Voices Die Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory; Odours, when sweet... | |
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Some might lament that I were cold, As I when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan ; They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not — and yet regret, Unlike this day, which, when the... 
