 | Edward Shepherd Creasy - 1850 - 532 str.
...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. Some might lament that I were cold, As I when this... | |
 | Edward Shepherd Creasy - 1850 - 528 str.
...despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lio down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet...might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hoar the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As... | |
 | 1835 - 606 str.
...is mild, Even as the winds and waters are : I could lie down like a tir'd child, And weep away this life of care, Which I have borne, and yet must bear,...death, like sleep, might steal on me, And I might fefl in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1850 - 596 str.
...eonld lie down like a tired ehild, And weep away the life of eare Whieh I have borne, and yet mnst bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My eheek grow eold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 str.
...winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I hare harge consigned; The Doric muse caressed the favourite...stored his opening mind. As rolling years matured his sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. 1 A line Hems to have been lost at this place, probably... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - 1853 - 228 str.
...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... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - 1853 - 228 str.
...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... | |
 | James Anthony Froude, John Tulloch - 1853 - 770 str.
...weep away this life of care, Which I have borne and still must bear, Till death like sleep might seize on me, And I might feel in the warm air, My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony !' . . . Too beautiful to laugh at, however empty... | |
 | Frederick Edward Gretton - 1853 - 152 str.
...despair itself is mild, E'en 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 the... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1854 - 608 str.
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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... 
