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" Some might lament that I were cold, As I when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan ; They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not — and yet regret, Unlike this day, which, when the... "
The New Monthly Magazine - Pagina 314
a cura di - 1824
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The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, Volume 94

1824
...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...might lament,— for I am one Whom men love not,— and yet regret, Unlike this day, which, when the sun Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger,...
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Spirit of the English Magazines

1824
...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...They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not, — and yet regret, Ualike this day, which, when the sun Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger,...
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Posthumous Poems

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1824 - 415 pagine
...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...They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not, — and yet regret, Unlike this day, which, when the sun Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger,...
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Knight's Quarterly Magazine, Volume 3

1824
...cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament when I were cold, As I when this sweet day is gone, Which...might lament, — for I am one Whom men love not, — and yet regret, Unlike tius day, which, when the sun Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger,...
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Posthumous Poems

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1824 - 415 pagine
...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...grown old, Insults with this untimely moan; They might lament—for I am one Whom men love not,—and yet regret, Unlike this day, which, when the sun Shall...
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Knight's Quarterly Magazine, Volume 3

Charles Knight - 1824
...grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er rny dying brain its last monotony. Sonic might lament when I were cold, As I when this sweet day is gone, Which...with this untimely moan ; They might lament, — for 1 am onr, Whom men love not, — and yet regret, Unlike this day, which, when the sun Shall on its...
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The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, Volume 94

1824
...in the warm air My check 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 sweet day is gone, Which mylost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan ; They might lament,— for I am...
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The New Annual Register, Or General Repository of History, Politics, and ...

1825
...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 sweet day is gone, r . Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan ; They might lament —...
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Miscellaneous Poems

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 144 pagine
...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 sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon%rown oUl, Insults with this untimely moan ; They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not,...
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The poetical album; and register of modern fugitive poetry, ed. by ..., Volume 1

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828
...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...They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not, and yet regret, Unlike this day, which, when the sun Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger,...
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