 | David Charles Bell - 1856 - 466 pages
...Forlorn !" — The very sound is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self .' Adieu ! — The fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to...hill-side ; — and now, 'tis buried deep In the next valley's glades : — * Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music ! — Do I wake or sleep... | |
 | David Macbeth Moir - English poetry - 1856 - 358 pages
...forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a spell To toll one back from thee to my sole self! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintiff anthem fades Past the near meadow, over the hill stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis... | |
 | Country life - 1856 - 482 pages
...the very word is like a bell, To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu ! the fancy can not cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Fast the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next... | |
 | 1856 - 390 pages
...is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adien ! adien ! thy plaintive anthem fades Рaк! the near meadow*, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley -glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream ? Fled in that musió : — do I wake or sleep... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - American poetry - 1857 - 436 pages
...forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adien ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adien ! adien ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side... | |
 | Robert Eldridge Aris Willmott - 1858 - 236 pages
...forth His love-chant, and disburden his full soul Of all its music ; by Keats, telling how — the plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over...the hill-side, and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley -glade : and more than all by Milton, who, living during his bright and happy youth among the... | |
 | John Keats - 1859 - 524 pages
...forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to...Was it a vision, or a waking dream ? Fled is that music:—do I wake or sleep ? ODE ON A GRECIAN URN. THOU still unravish'd bride of quietness! Thou... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1859 - 550 pages
...plaintive anthem fade* Past the near meadow, over the Hill ttrtam, Up the hill tide; and now 't it buried deep In the next valley-glades / Was it a vision, or a waking-dream ? Fled is that music ! Do I wake or sleep ? >• "Ode to a Xiyhtiagalt." — This poem... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - English poetry - 1861 - 356 pages
...lands forlorn. Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to...Was it a vision, or a waking dream ? Fled is that music:—do I wake or sleep ? J. Keats CCXLV UPON WESTMINSTER BRIDGE, Sept. 3, 1802 Earth has not anything... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 pages
...forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to...deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Fust the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next... | |
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Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. 
