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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... "
Lord Byron and Some of His Contemporaries: With Recollections of the Author ... - 364 ÆäÀÌÁö
ÀúÀÚ: Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 494 ÆäÀÌÁö
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The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, 94±Ç

1824 - 798 ÆäÀÌÁö
...despair itself 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...feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this...
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Spirit of the English Magazines

1824 - 984 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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 deatb like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the...
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The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal, 31±Ç

1831
...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...feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Alas ! the coming event had indeed cast its shadow...
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Posthumous Poems of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1824 - 440 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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...feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this...
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The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, 94±Ç

1824 - 818 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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...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 monotony. Some might lament...
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New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, 12±Ç

Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1824 - 604 ÆäÀÌÁö
...winds and waters are j I could lie down like a tired child. And weep away the life of care Which I bave borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might...feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe oVr my dying brain its lust monotony. 44 Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when...
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Knight's Quarterly Magazine, 3±Ç

1824 - 486 ÆäÀÌÁö
...; I 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...feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er rny dying brain its last monotony. Sonic might lament when I were cold, As I when...
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The New Annual Register, Or General Repository of History, Politics, and ...

1825 - 828 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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 cheek grow cold, and hear...
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Miscellaneous Poems

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 ÆäÀÌÁö
...despair itself is mild, Even 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...in the warm air My cheek, grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this...
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The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, 1±Ç

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 498 ÆäÀÌÁö
...mild, Even 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,...feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this...
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