 IT was a dismal, and a fearful night, Scarce could the Morn drive on th' unwilling Light, When Sleep, Death's image, left my troubled breast By something liker Death possest. My eyes with tears did uncommanded flow, And on my soul hung the dull weight...  Man of Two Lives: A Narrative Written by Himself - Strana 72autor/autoři: James Boaden - 1829 - 324 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | 1910 - 498 str.
...every creature drink but I? Why, man of morals, tell me why? 2$0 ON THE DEATH OF MR. WILLIAM HERVEY IT was a dismal and a fearful night: Scarce could...fate. What bell was that ? Ah me ! too much I know ! My sweet companion and my gentle peer, Why hast thou left me thus unkindly here, Thy end for ever... | |
 | 1910 - 498 str.
...every creature drink but L? Why, man of morals, tell me why? 250 ON THE DEATH OF MR. WILLIAM HERVEY IT was a dismal and a fearful night: Scarce could...weight Of some intolerable fate. What bell was that? Ah mel too much I know! My sweet companion and my gentle peer, Why hast thou left me thus unkindly here,... | |
 | Norman Hepple - 1911 - 306 str.
...To-morrow to fresh woods, and pastures new. J. MILTON 173. — On the Death of Mr William Hervey i It was a dismal and a fearful night, — Scarce could...Too much I know! 2 My sweet companion, and my gentle peer, Why hast thou left me thus unkindly here, Thy end for ever, and my life, to moan? O, thou hast... | |
 | Percy Adams Hutchinson - 1912 - 572 str.
...see, Should hither throng to live like me, And so make a city here. ON THE DEATH OF MR. WILLIAM HERVEY IT was a dismal and a fearful night, — Scarce could...fate. What bell was that? Ah me! Too much I know! My sweet companion, and my gentle peer, Why hast thou left me thus unkindly here, Thy end for ever,... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1912 - 508 str.
...left my troubled breast, By something liker death possest. My eyes with tears did uncommanded flow, 15 And on my soul hung the dull weight Of some intolerable...fate. What bell was that ? Ah me ! Too much I know ! My sweet companion, and my gentle peer, Why hast thou left me thus unkindly here, 20 Thy end forever,... | |
 | Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - 1918 - 1116 str.
...good, canst bring, Tho' men say thou bring'st the Spring. 3f2. On the -Death of Mr. William Hcrvey TT was a dismal and a fearful night: *• Scarce could...fate. What bell was that ? Ah me ! too much I know 1 My sweet companion and my gentle peer, Why hast thou left me thus unkindly here, Thy end for ever... | |
 | Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig, Asa Don Dickinson - 1922 - 1920 str.
...unwilling light. When sleep, death's image, left my troubled breast, By something liker death possessed My eyes with tears did uncommanded flow, And on my...intolerable fate What bell was that? Ah me! too much I know. i My sweet companion, and my gentle peer, Why hast thou left me thus unkindly here, Thy end for ever,... | |
 | Norbert Hardy Wallis - 1924 - 244 str.
...is the essence of " personal elegy ", while the opening stanza creates an impression of gloom — " It was a dismal and a fearful night, Scarce could...Fate. What bell was that ? Ah, me : Too much I know ".3 His poem on Crashaw is less impressive, although it describes well the character of this mystic's... | |
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