 Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled; Of neither would I ask the boon I ask of thee, beloved Night— Swift be thine approaching flight, Come soon, soon!  Poems from Shelley and Keats - Pàgina 85per Percy Bysshe Shelley, John Keats - 1900 - 221 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1824 - 438 pàgines
...and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me...Wouldst thou me ? — And I replied, No, not thee ! Death will come when thou art dead, .' « Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled ;... | |
 | 1824 - 486 pàgines
...and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother, Death, came and cried, Wouldst thou me...Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noontide bee, Wouldst thou me? — And I replied, No, not thee ! Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soon... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 pàgines
...and tree, And the weary Day turned to is rest, Lingering like tm unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me...I nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me ? — And 1 replied, No, not thee ! Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soonSleep will come when thou... | |
 | 1829 - 434 pàgines
...tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, * I sighed for thee. " Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me...side, Wouldst thou me ? And I replied No, not thee ! " Death will come when thou are dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled ; Of... | |
 | 1829 - 440 pàgines
...and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. " Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me...side, Wouldst thou me ? And I replied No, not thee ! " Death will come when thou are dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled ; Of... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1834 - 888 pàgines
...lay heavy on flower and Irre, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me?...the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noon-tide bee, Shall 1 nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me ?— *And I replied, No, not thee ! Death will come when thou... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 pàgines
...brother, Death, came, and cried, Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child, Sleep, thy filmy-eyed, Murdered like a noon-tide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side...Wouldst thou me ? — And I replied, No, not thee ! Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soon ! Sleep will come when thou art fled ; Of neither... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 pàgines
...and tree, And the weary day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee ! Thy brother, Death, came, and cried, Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child, Sleep, thy filmy-eyed, Murdered like a noon -tide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me ? —... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 pàgines
...and tree, And the weary day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee ! Thy brother, Death, came, and cried, Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child, Sleep, thy filmy-eyed, Murdered like a noon-tide hee, Shall I nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me ? —... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 pàgines
...Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death eame, and cried, Wouldst thou me ! Thy sweet child Sleep,...Wouldst thou me ! — And I replied, No, not thee ! Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled ; Of neither... | |
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