| Balendranath Tagore - 1963 - Страниц: 452
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| 1821 - Страниц: 488
...malignity ! oDE To THE NIGHTINGALE. My heart aches, and a drowiy numbness paini My sense, as thongh of hemlock I had drunk, or emptied some dull opiate to the drains one minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk . Tis not throngh envy of thy happy lot. But being too happy in thy happiness,... | |
| Cabinet - 1824 - Страниц: 440
...; but the result of all was— that — that — that we were married. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. T. MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness,... | |
| Vicesimus Knox - 1825 - Страниц: 404
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| William Hone - 1826 - Страниц: 876
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| John Keats - 1926 - Страниц: 738
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| William Hone - 1827 - Страниц: 858
...this work. One of his last poems was in prospect of departure from his native shores. It is an Ode toa Nightingale. My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Sir, Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness,— That thou, light-winged... | |
| William Hone - 1827 - Страниц: 892
...— gleaning parting looks towards the quiet landscape he had delighted in — musing, аз in his Ode to a Nightingale. My heart aches, and a drowsy...some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : Tie not through envy of thy happy lot. But being too happy in thine happine«,... | |
| William Hone - 1827 - Страниц: 452
...handkerchief,— gleaning parting looks towards the quiet landscape he had delighted in — musing, as in his Ode to a Nightingale. My heart aches, and a drowsy...some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sank : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot. Bat being too happy in thiae happiness,... | |
| William Hone - 1827 - Страниц: 394
...handkerchief,— gleaning parting looks towards the quiet landscape he had delighted in — musing, as in his Ode to a Nightingale. My heart aches, and a drowsy...numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drank, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not... | |
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