 | Amelia Ann Blanford Edwards - 1879 - 390 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,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1879 - 428 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...is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, 1 ; IH i ! i •- with this untimely moan ; They might lament — for I am one _ : Whom men love not... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 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,... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 650 pagine
...the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. V. 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,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1880 - 516 pagine
...that it would be likely this poem (Life of Shelley, Vol. I, p. to be removed after Medwin had o.v. 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,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1880 - 460 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,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1880 - 444 pagine
...the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. v. 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,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1880 - 520 pagine
...that it would be likely this poeni (Life nf Shettey, Vol. I, p. to be removed after Medwin had coSome might lament that I were cold, As I, when this sweet...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,... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 648 pagine
...the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. V. Some might lament that I were cold, As I when this...untimely moan. They might lament — for I am one \Vhom men love not, and yet regret ; Unlike this day, which, when the sun Shall on its stainless glory... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1880 - 826 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...heart, too soon grown old* Insults with this untimely monu; They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not ; and yet regret, Unlike this day, which,... | |
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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... 
