 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - 638 páginas
...what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be: Shadow of annoyance N«ver came near thee : Thou lovest; but ne'er knew love's...Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream 1 Wo look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincercst laughter... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1848 - 428 páginas
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 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849 - 414 páginas
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 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849 - 406 páginas
...: Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. xvii. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more...Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? XVIII. (We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1850 - 648 páginas
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 | 1835 - 606 páginas
...empty vaunt— A thing wherein we feel, there is some hidden want ! What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields, or waves, or mountains,...What love of thine own kind ! what ignorance of pain ! Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem, Things more true and deep, Than we mortals dream, Or how... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 páginas
...ignorance of pain 7 With thy clear, keen joyance Languor can not be: Shadow of annoyance Never come near the'e: Thou lovest; but ne'er knew love's sad...Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such p. crystal stream7 We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 páginas
...an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains...what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Langour cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's... | |
 | 1853 - 394 páginas
...empty vaunt, — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains...Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such « crystal stream ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincereit laughter... | |
 | Clara Lucas Balfour - 1852 - 458 páginas
...empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. " What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains...true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy note flow in such a crystal stream ? " We look before and after, And pine for what is not ; Our sincerest... | |
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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... 
