 | English literature - 1824 - 798 pages
...fame, nor pow'r, nor love, nor leisure. Others I see whom these surround,— Smiling they live and call life pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt...is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could He down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till... | |
 | 1824 - 984 pages
...Nor fane, nor power, nor love, nor leisure. Others I see whom these surround— Smiling they live and call life pleasure •-— To me that cup has been dealt in another Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child,... | |
 | English literature - 1831
...in Dejection near Naples," it would seem as if the poet had a secret presentiment of his own death. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...bear, Till death, like sleep, 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... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - English poetry - 1824 - 438 pages
...fame, nor power, nor love, nor leisure. Others I see whom these surround — Smiling they live and call life pleasure ; — To me that cup has been dealt...bear, Till death like sleep 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... | |
 | English literature - 1824 - 818 pages
...fame, nor pow'r, nor love, nor leisure. Others I see whom these surround, — Smiling they live and call life pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt...bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My check grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last... | |
 | Edward Phillips - English poetry - 1824 - 310 pages
...crown'd -— Nor fame , nor power , nor love , nor leisure : Others I see whom these surround , — Yet now despair itself is mild , Even as the winds...bear , Till death like sleep 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... | |
 | English fiction - 1824 - 486 pages
...Nor fame, nor power, nor love, nor leisure, Others I see whom these surround, Smiling they live, and call life pleasure; To me that cup has been dealt...could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the load of care Which I have borne and still must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1824 - 598 pages
...er юемиге. " Yet now despair itself is mild, Even a» the wind» and water» are) I could He down like a tired child, And weep away the life of...bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me. And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the »ta Breathe o'er my dying brain its... | |
 | English poetry - 1825 - 828 pages
...live and caUjife;ple^1me.)TTr , V To m«Imb*P*^falt in another measure. i I>TOW?. ' f.^ cm, " Yet " Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death-like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air . My cheek grow cold, and hear... | |
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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... 
