| Suśīla Mukhopādhyāẏa - 1970 - Страниц: 120
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| Aśoka Sena - 1975 - Страниц: 392
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| Samīrakānta Gupta - 1978 - Страниц: 196
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| Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1824 - Страниц: 440
...is too like despair For prudence to smother, And Pity from thee more dear, Than that from another. I can give not what men call love. But wilt thou accept...devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow ? MUSIC. I PANT for the music which is divine, My heart in its thirst is a dying flower; Pour forth... | |
| Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - Страниц: 156
...Pity from thee more dear, Than that from another. I can give not what men call love, But wilt them accept not The worship the heart lifts above And the...devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow i MUSIC. I PAST for the music which is divine, My heart in its thirst is a dying flower ; Pour forth... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - Страниц: 575
...hope is too like despair For prudence to smother, And Pity from Ihee more dear Than that from another. =F= 8 . < j=*=I? ? <y?z?Y?D5n? * The;worsh¡p ihe heart lifts above, And the Heavens reject not — The desire of the moth for the star,... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - Страниц: 628
...And Pily from thee more dear Than lhal from another. I can givo not what men call love ; But \vilt hough one blind man could not move without stumbling,...terror— for as he started forward in rage, I caught Î MUSIC. I PANT for the music which ¡я divine, My heart in il« thinst is a dying flower ; Pour... | |
| Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - Страниц: 1022
...hope is too like despair For prudence to smother, And pity from thee more dear Than that from another. I can give not what men call love, But wilt thou accept...devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow ? LOVE'S PHILOSOPHY. THE fountains mingle with the river, And the rivers with the ocean. The winds... | |
| Edward George E.L. Bulwer- Lytton (1st baron.) - 1833 - Страниц: 460
...I leave England for ever." CHAPTER XII. But wilt thou accept not The worship the heart lifts ahove, And the Heavens reject not, The desire of the moth...devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow ? PB SHELLEY. IT was not with a light heart — for I loved Glanville too well, not to be powerfully... | |
| Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1834 - Страниц: 888
...like despair For prudence to smother. And Pity from thee more dear I cao give not what men call lore, But wilt thou accept not The worship the heart lifts...the Heavens reject not, The desire of the moth for lho star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow... | |
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