Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick... The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany - 313 ÆäÀÌÁö1820Àüüº¸±â - µµ¼ Á¤º¸
 | John Keats - 1846 - 350 ÆäÀÌÁö
...Still wouldst thou sing, and.l have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. " . vn. » Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...amid the alien corn ; '- The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on 'the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. • s VIJI.... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1846 - 332 ÆäÀÌÁö
...wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I heard this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor...amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the... | |
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1846 - 794 ÆäÀÌÁö
...pale, and spectre-thin, and dies! Where but to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs. The voice I hear, this passing night was heard In...that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home. She stood in tears amid the alien corn 1 The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic... | |
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1846 - 682 ÆäÀÌÁö
...pale, and spectre-thin, and dies ! Where but to think is to be full of sorrow And leadenneyed despairs. The voice I hear, this passing night, was heard In...that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for hontr ! She atond in tears amid the alien corn ! The same that oft-times hath Charm 'd magic... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 538 ÆäÀÌÁö
...passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the sclf-snme song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy land forlorn. Forlorn ! the... | |
 | John Keats - 1847 - 280 ÆäÀÌÁö
...ecstasy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod. 7Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the... | |
 | George Croly - 1849 - 416 ÆäÀÌÁö
...rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon die midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn, Forlorn ! the... | |
 | Basil Montagu - 1849 - 284 ÆäÀÌÁö
...infinite variety of form and colour with which this part of creation is adorned." THE NIGHTINGALE. " The voice I hear this passing night, was heard In...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn." — Keats. " See all things that live, From... | |
 | George Croly - 1850 - 442 ÆäÀÌÁö
...Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations trend thee down ; The voice I hour this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears nmid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic... | |
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