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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... "
The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of Popular ... - Page 253
by William Hone - 1837
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838
...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 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...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While 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 wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear...
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The moral and intellectual school book

William Martin - Readers - 18?? - 348 pages
...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 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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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838
...mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet hreath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul ahroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem...
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Selections from the British Poets, Volume 2

English poetry - 1840
...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 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 wast...
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The Poetical Works of Howitt, Milman, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Mary Botham Howitt - English poetry - 1840 - 522 pages
...rhyme, Ч То take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, r To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy! Still would*! thou sinir, anil I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. ^ . 7^ Thou...
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The Poetical Works of Howitt, Milman, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Mary Botham Howitt - English poetry - 1840 - 522 pages
...mused rbyme, 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 thou art 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....
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Selections from the British Poets, Volume 2

English poetry - 1840
...midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an 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 generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear...
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The poetical works of John Keats

John Keats - 1841 - 340 pages
...more than ever seems it rich to die, While 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 wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear...
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Gems of the Modern Poets: With Biographical Notices

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1842 - 408 pages
...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 thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast...
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