 | Lyre - 1841 - 374 pages
...call life pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. 278 STANZAS WRITTEN AT NAPLES. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament... | |
 | 1842 - 538 pages
...Smiling they live and call life pleasure ; — To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. " Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. " Some might lament... | |
 | Author of Thoughts in suffering - 1842 - 108 pages
...surround, — Smiling they live, and call life pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...have borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep shall steal on me ; And I might feel, in the warm air, My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Break o'er... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
...surround — Smiling they live, and call life pleasure; To me that cup has bwm dealt in another measure. al@ˤ$ cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. 1 A lino seems to... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pages
...pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even an ds, new hopes, new joys to find ! Yet sometimes deign,...ust never be my happy lot ; But thou mayst grant thi cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. 1 A line мен»... | |
 | 1907 - 850 pages
...peace within nor calm around, Nor that content surpassing wealth The sage in meditation found . . . Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away a life of care. The melancholy of Shakespeare resembles rather that of Alexander. It Is the very ecstacy... | |
 | 1907 - 848 pages
...peace within nor calm around, Nor that content surpassing wealth The sage in meditation found . . . Yet now despair Itself is mild. Even as the winds...I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away a life of care. The melancholy of Shakespeare resembles rather that of Alexander. It is the very ecstacy... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pages
...surround — Smiling they live, and call life pleasure : To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, A nd weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear. Till death, like sleep, might... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pages
...— Smiling they live and call life pleasure ; — To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...like a tired child, And weep away the life of care 284 285 Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - 578 pages
...surround — Smiling they live, and call life pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament... | |
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Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear... 
