 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 pages
...as the winds and waters are ; t could lie down like a tired child, An.i weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death like...last monotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon%rown oUl, Insults with this untimely... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 430 pages
...as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away this life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear. Till death,...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 this untimely... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 422 pages
...as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away this life of care, Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death,...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 this untimely... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 498 pages
...the winds and waters are ; • I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away this life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death,...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 this untimely... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 512 pages
...as the winds and waters are ; / could lie down like a tired child, And u-eep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death,...feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the tea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. "Some might lament that I were cold, As I when this... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 500 pages
...Ev'n as the winds and waters are ; / could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And 1 might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last... | |
 | 1829 - 434 pages
...a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have born and yet must bear, Till death-like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm...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 this untimely... | |
 | 1829 - 440 pages
...tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have born and yet must bear, Till death-like sloop might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air...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 tlu's untimely... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pages
...Even as the winds and water« are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might stcul on me, And I might feel in the warin air My cheek grow cold, and bear the sea Drcathe o'er my... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 pages
...F.ven 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, Till death like...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 this untimely... | |
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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, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My... 
