 Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod.  The Poetical Works of John Keats - Page 200by John Keats - 1841 - 240 pagesFull view - About this book
 | William Harrison ainsworth - 1860 - 516 pages
...the Power of Sound. • Ibid. Miscellaneous Sonnets, VI. Italy, "The Felucca." The Dead Eagle. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I Lear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same song... | |
 | England - 1860 - 532 pages
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an cestacy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become« sod. vn. Thou was not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice... | |
 | 1890 - 366 pages
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain —...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... | |
 | 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... | |
 | David Grant - 1865 - 428 pages
...upon the midnight with no pain, Whilst thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain —...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... | |
 | 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,... | |
 | Standard poetry book - 1866 - 300 pages
...upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad, In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod. VII. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice... | |
 | Kate Gordon (of Fyvie.) - 1868 - 246 pages
...flax-bird. 7. One who listens. 8. It is used as soap in the East. 9. Freedom from pain. CCLX. " THOU wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry...passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and by clown ; Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Iluth, when, sick... | |
 | Literary and Philosophical Society of Liverpool - 1868 - 360 pages
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain To thy high requiem, become a sod." 178 From that new masterpiece of Tennyson's genius " Lucretius," the following lines are taken : —... | |
 | Literary and Philosophical Society of Liverpool - 1868 - 310 pages
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain To thy high requiem, become a sod." From that new masterpiece of Tennyson's genius " Lucretius," the following lines are taken : — "... | |
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