 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - Страниц: 575
...'d with thine would be all But an empty vannt— A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. these liFXq / ' With thy clear keen joyance Langour cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovesl... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - Страниц: 628
...or mountains ? What shapes of sky or plain Î What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? ligion! but for thee, prolific fiend, Who peoplest...heaven with slaves ! Thou faintest all thou look's Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we moríais dream, Or how... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - Страниц: 336
...forth a flood of rapture so divine. Chorus Hymeneal, Or triumphal chaunt, Match'd with thine would he all What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain...What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot he : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovcst... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - Страниц: 412
...Match'd with thine would be all But an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain...What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyanee Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - Страниц: 368
...Like a star of Heaven, In the broad day-light, Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain...What love of thine own kind ? What ignorance of pain ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - Страниц: 348
...would be all But an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objeets are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields,...What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - Страниц: 408
...Matched with thine would be all But an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain...sky or plain ! What love of thine own kind ! what ignoranee of painI With thy clear keen joyonee Languor eannot be : Shadow of annoyanee Never eame near... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - Страниц: 402
...would be all But an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objeets are the fountains Of thy happy strain ! What fields,...sky or plain ! What love of thine own kind ! what ignoranee of pain! With thy elear keen joyanee Languor eannot be : Shadow of annoyanee Never eame near... | |
 | Rosina Maria Zornlin - 1840 - Страниц: 474
...delightful song, as the skylark of our own plains. Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine : What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain?...waves, or mountains ? What shapes of sky or plain ? The cuckoo is the identical bird of Europe; and his familiar note may be heard in all the highlands... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1845 - Страниц: 484
...Matched with thine would be all But an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain...What love of thine- own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest... | |
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What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? What ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be: Shadow of annoyance Never came near... 
