 | 1853 - 560 pages
...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?...: Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. 42 TO A SKYLARK. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1853 - 766 pages
...expression. " He saved others ; Himself he cannot save." Satis, enough ; as satiate, insatiable, satiety. " With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be ; Shadow...: Thou lovest, but ne'er knew love's sad satiety." — Shelley. Satire. " The modem word satire is derived from the lanx satura,—a dish full of various... | |
 | 1854 - 456 pages
...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...death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in .such a crystal stream ? We look before and after, And... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 pages
...1 What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind 1 what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear, keen joyance,...death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes now in such a crystal stream ? We look before and after, And... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1854 - 322 pages
...shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy keen clear joyance, Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never...death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? We look before and after, And... | |
 | Theodore Alors W. Buckley - 1854 - 332 pages
...waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain P With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow...satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Tiiings more true and deep Than we mortals dream. Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 pages
...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...annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but no'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 pages
...ignorance of pain ? With thy clear, keen joyance Languor can not be : Shades of annoyance Never come near thee : Thou lovest, but ne'er knew love's sad...death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream ; Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? We look before and after, And... | |
 | 1855 - 458 pages
...fountains Of thy hnppy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains ? What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind ? What ignorance of pain...Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincercst laughter With some pain is fraught... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 pages
...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...Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep We look before and after. And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught... | |
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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... 
