 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 páginas
...at the brim Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where...them beyond tomorrow. Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 páginas
...the fret Here, where men sit an'd hear each other groan ; Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last grey hairs, Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and...beyond to-morrow. Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1861 - 580 páginas
...and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan ; Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last grey hairs ; Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin,...beyond to-morrow. Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1862 - 578 páginas
...and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan ; Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last grey hairs ; Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin,...beyond to-morrow. Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain... | |
 | Shirley Hibberd - 1862 - 346 páginas
...and the fret, Here, where men sit and hear each other groan, Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last grey hairs, Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and...her lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond to morrow." There's the bell for dinner. Avaunt! I smell the Blackberries — the atmosphere is changed... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1863 - 564 páginas
...and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan ; Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last grey hairs ; Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin,...beyond to-morrow. Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain... | |
 | John Keats - 1863 - 370 páginas
...never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan ; Where but to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed...beyond to-morrow. Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain... | |
 | David Grant - 1865 - 428 páginas
...and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan : Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last grey hairs ; Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin,...beyond to-morrow. Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of poesy, Though the dull brain... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1865 - 116 páginas
...mouth — Fade far. away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known — The weariness, the fever, and the fret; Here, where...Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies— When but to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs ; Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1865 - 120 páginas
...shakes a few sad, last gray hairs— Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies— When but to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs;...beyond to-morrow. Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain... | |
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Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret... 
