Hidden fields
Books Books
" 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, when,... "
The Poetical Works of John Keats - Page 202
by John Keats - 1847 - 256 pages
Full view - About this book

A Compendious History of English Literature, and of the English ..., Volume 2

George Lillie Craik - 1861 - 580 pages
...ecstasy ! Still would'st thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...by emperor and clown ; Perhaps the self-same song hath found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home She stood in tears amid the alien...
Full view - About this book

The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English ...

Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 pages
...upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice 1 hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song...
Full view - About this book

A manual of English literature and of the history of the English language ...

George Lillie Craik - 1862 - 578 pages
...ecstasy ! Still would'st thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...by emperor and clown ; Perhaps the self-same song hath found a path Through the sad heart of lluth, when, sick for home She stood in tears amid the alien...
Full view - About this book

A Manual of English Literature, and of the History of the English Language ...

George Lillie Craik - 1863 - 564 pages
...eestasy ! Still wonld'st thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...by emperor and clown ; Perhaps the self-same song hath found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home She stood in tears amid the alien...
Full view - About this book

"Under Green Leaves.": A Book of Rural Poems

Richard Henry Stoddard - 1865 - 116 pages
...ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry...amid the alien corn : The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the...
Full view - About this book

Evenings in Arcadia

John Dennis - 1865 - 344 pages
...contains one stanza of pre-eminent beauty : — " Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! Ho hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Chann'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn." But this exquisite...
Full view - About this book

Evenings in Arcadia

John Dennis - 1865 - 340 pages
...fancy and glowing imagination, and contains one stanza of pre-eminent beauty : — " Thou wast not bom for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread...passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and down : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home,...
Full view - About this book

Beauties of Modern British Poetry: Systematically Arranged ...

David Grant - 1865 - 428 pages
...ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry...generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing njght was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path...
Full view - About this book

Spring-time with the poets, poetry selected and arranged by F. Martin

Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 pages
...ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the...
Full view - About this book

Penny readings in prose and verse, selected and ed. by J.E. Carpenter, Volume 5

Penny readings - 1866 - 304 pages
...ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Hutu, when sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times...
Full view - About this book




  1. My library
  2. Help
  3. Advanced Book Search
  4. Download EPUB
  5. Download PDF