 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,...  English Prose and Poetry (1137-1892) - Strana 475autor/autoři: John Matthews Manly - 1916 - 792 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 str.
...Still wonltlit thou sing, and I have ears in vain-— . i <. ' To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, siek for Imme, Ste ttood in tears amid the alien corn ; The sume that oft-times hath Charm'd magic... | |
 | 1820 - 606 str.
...ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—- To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm M magic... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 str.
...ecstacy ! Still would'st thou sing, and I have ears in vain To thy high requiem become a sod. VII. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic... | |
 | 1826 - 638 str.
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 | Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 str.
...ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic... | |
 | 2005 - 368 str.
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 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 str.
...eestacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements,... | |
 | 1840 - 368 str.
...ecstasy ! Still would st thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; [home, The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic... | |
 | John Keats - 1841 - 254 str.
...ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic... | |
 | 1842 - 504 str.
...ecstacy! Still would'st thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm' il magic... | |
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