Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear... Miscellaneous Poems - Página 50por Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 144 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
| Miriam Coles Harris - 1860 - 514 páginas
...nor hope nor health, Nor peace within nor calm around — I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and...must bear Till death, like sleep, might steal on me." SHELLEY. " How late you have slept, Miss !" said Kitty, as she hurried up in answer to my bell. " I... | |
| Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1860 - 436 páginas
...lives. The profound melancholy of those lines of Shelley, "I could lie down like a tired child And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear," came from a heart, as he says, " too soon grown old," — at twenty-six years, as dull people count... | |
| Paul Hamilton Payne - 1860 - 614 páginas
...must bear, Till death, like sleep, might seize on me, Anil I might feel, in the warm air, My cheelc grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony !'' We are told by Mr. Kingsley that II Shelley's range of vision is very narrow, his subjects few,... | |
| Miriam Coles Harris - 1860 - 516 páginas
...nor health, Nor peace within nor calm around— *•*•*» I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet most bear Till death, like sleep, might steal on me." SBELLBT. " How late you have slept, Miss !" said... | |
| Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 páginas
...despair itself is mild Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and...sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. PB Shelley ccxxvni THE SCHOLAR My days among the Dead are past; Around me I behold, Where'er these... | |
| Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 páginas
...deapair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and...sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. SHELLEY. I HEARD the dogs bark in the moonlight night, And I went to the window to see the sight ;... | |
| Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1862 - 524 páginas
...despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and...hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last nlonotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart,... | |
| Miriam Coles Harris - 1862 - 516 páginas
...hope nor health, Nor peace within nor calm around— ****** I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and...must bear Till death, like sleep, might steal on me." SHELLEY. "How late you have slept, Miss !" said Kitty, as she hur« ried up in answer to my bell. "... | |
| 1863 - 542 páginas
...despair itself is mild Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must bear," is a burden that reappears habitually in his poetry. There is but one passage in all Shelley's exquisite... | |
| Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot - 1863 - 542 páginas
...despair itself is mild Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must bear,'' is a burden that reappears habitually in his poetry. There is but one passage in all Shelley's exquisite... | |
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