 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 588 pages
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy 1 Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain,...hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 pages
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain —...stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft times hath Charm'd magic casements , opening on the foam Of perilous seas , in faery lands forlorn.... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1853 - 378 pages
...leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of bees on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a...hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 pages
...eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful death, (-'ailed him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very sound is like a bell To toll me back from... | |
 | 1853 - 560 pages
...pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vainTo thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born...hath Charmed magic casements opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. C EARLY MORNING. VIII. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 pages
...to be heard. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee ilown : The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, O|>ening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. — Forlorn... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 pages
...high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations trend thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was...hath Charmed magic casements opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell, To toll me back from... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 pages
...thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for earth, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down...amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Chann'd magic casements, opening on the foam, Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 478 pages
...upon the midnight, with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad, In such an eestasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain —...hath Charmed magic casements opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell, To toll me back from... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 pages
...the midnight, with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad, • In such an eestasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain —...hath Charmed magic casements opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell, To toll me back from... | |
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Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth... 
