 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 348 pages
...eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme. To take into...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an eestacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
 | William Martin - Readers - 1838 - 368 pages
...eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
 | English poetry - 1840 - 378 pages
...eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and 1 have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - English poetry - 1840 - 554 pages
...many a time I hove been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rbyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than...pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an eestasy ! Still weuldst thou sing, nnd I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. 7. Thon wast not born... | |
 | American poetry - 1842 - 480 pages
...eves. Darkling I listen; and, for many a tune, I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy! Still would'st thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
 | Robert Chambers - Authors, English - 1844 - 738 pages
...summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Called . them art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy t Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 278 pages
...Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; White-hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets,...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 292 pages
...Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; White-hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets,...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 278 pages
...eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, CalFd him soft names in many a mused rhyme To take into...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 278 pages
...summer eves. Darkling I listen; and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, CalFd him soft names in many a mused rhyme To take into...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
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Darkling I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While... 
