 Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan ; They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not, — and yet regret, Unlike this day, which, when the...  The New Annual Register, Or General Repository of History, Politics, and ... - Page 1601825Full view - About this book
 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 500 pages
...dying brain its last monotony. " Some might lament that I were cold, As I when this sweet day is done, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with...Will linger, though enjoy'd, like joy in memory yet." The pieces, that call to mind Beaumont and Fletcher, are such as the following:— " Music, when soft... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 512 pages
...dying brain its last monotony. "Some might lament that I were cold, As I when this sweet day is done, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with...Will linger, though enjoy'd, like joy in memory yet." The pieces, that call to mind Beaumont and Fletcher, are such as the following : — " Music, when... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 498 pages
...dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with...Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger, though enjoyed, like joy in memory yet. INSCRIPTION ON A NATURAL GROTTO, NEAR A DEEP STREAM. HEALTH, rose-lipped... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 430 pages
...dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with...Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger, though enjoyed, like joy in memory yet. INSCRIPTION ON A NATURAL GROTTO, NEAR A DEEP STREAM. « HEALTH, rose-lipped... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 426 pages
...dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old. Insults with...Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger, though enjoyed, like joy in memory yet. INSCRIPTION ON A NATURAL GROTTO, NEAR A DEEP STREAM. HEALTH, rose-lipped... | |
 | 1829 - 434 pages
...dying brain its last monotony. " Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with...Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger, though enjoyed, hke joy in memory yet." The Posthumous Poems open with a somewhat long narrative, entitled... | |
 | 1829 - 440 pages
...cold, As I, when this sweet day is gone, 'Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with tlu's untimely moan ; . They might lament — for I am one...Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger, though enjoyed, like joy in memory yet." The Posthumous Poems open with a somewhat long narrative, entitled... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pages
...moootony. Some might lament that I vere cold, A» I, when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, loo soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan ; They might lament — for I am oue Whom men love not, — and yet regret, Unlike this day, which, when the sun Shall on its -iinil.--... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 pages
...dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with...Will linger, though enjoy'd, like joy in memory yet. WRITTEN IN A LADY'S ALBUM. BY JOHN MALCOLM. As sweeps the bark before the breeze, While waters coldly... | |
 | 1831 - 542 pages
...brain in last monotony Some might lament that I were cold, At I, when this tweet day is gone, Which ray lost heart, too soon grown old. Insults with this...not;— and yet regret, Unlike this day, which, when the snn Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger, though enjoyed, like joy in memory yet. THE PHYSIOGNOMIST.... | |
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