 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 páginas
...keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest; but never knew love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of...look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sinccrest laughter With some pain is fraught; [thought. Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 614 páginas
...pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking...thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joys we ever should come near.... | |
 | 1835 - 606 páginas
...Thou of death must deem, Things more true and deep, Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes now in such a crystal stream ! We look before and after...thought ! Yet if we could scorn, Hate, and pride, and fear ! If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come nearl"... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 páginas
...annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. THE SKYLARK. 227 Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more...thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1853 - 378 páginas
...pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never come near thee: Thou lovest; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking...thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better... | |
 | 1853 - 560 páginas
...annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. 42 TO A SKYLARK. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more...thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 páginas
...pain? With thy clear keen joyance, Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking...some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those thai, tell of saddest thought. Yet if wo could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1853 - 334 páginas
...? With thy keen clear joyance, Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking...laughter With some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest Bongs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If... | |
 | 1854 - 456 páginas
...? With thy clear, keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's, sad satiety. Waking...thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things bora Not to shed a tear, 1 know not how thy joy we ever should come near.... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1854 - 322 páginas
...? With thy keen clear joyance, Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking...thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.... | |
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Waking or asleep Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream — Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream? We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our... 
