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 | Class-book - 1869 - Страниц: 344
...objeets 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 ? 16. With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou... | |
 | William Davis (B.A.) - 1869 - Страниц: 200
...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 thee ; Thou lovest,... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1869 - Страниц: 810
...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 rt\w. Thou Jovest,... | |
 | 1870 - Страниц: 464
...be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. 80 Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more...how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? 85 We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1870 - Страниц: 538
...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 thee : Thou... | |
 | Harold Bloom - 1971 - Страниц: 516
...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? The lark loves, without "love's sad satiety." The burden of mortality (Stanza xvii) is therefore not... | |
 | Oscar George Sonneck - 1923 - Страниц: 648
...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?' More ambitious than the innocent and limpid tirelis of the tie-de-France, this song would fain blend... | |
 | Antony Easthope - 1989 - Страниц: 240
...cannot be: Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee: 80 Thou lovest - but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream, 85 Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream? We look before and after, And pine for what... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1992 - Страниц: 226
...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 clearjoyance Languor cannot be: Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee: Thou lovest —... | |
 | Matt Cartmill - 1996 - Страниц: 352
...filled with a profound, unconscious joy that self-conscious creatures like ourselves can never feel: Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more...how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream? . . . Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would... | |
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