 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 pàgines
...shut of eve In dull November, and their chancel vault, The heaven itself, is blinded throughout night. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE." . My heart aches, and a drowsy...drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk. 'T is not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness,— That thou, light-winged... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 pàgines
...shut of eve In dull November, and their chancel vault, The heaven itself, is blinded throughout night. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE.'* My heart aches, and a drowsy...drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk. 'T is not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, That thou, light-winged... | |
 | Henry Allon - 1846 - 574 pàgines
...perusal of its mellifluous numbers. Take the following specimen, all we can afford to present : — ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. ' My heart aches, and a drowsy...some dull opiate to the drains, One minute past, and Lethe-ward had sunk; 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pàgines
...den, Are things to brood on with more ardency Than the death-day of empires. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. MT heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk ; 'T is not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-winged... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 pàgines
...of hemlock I bad drunk. Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Letbe-wards had sunk. 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,...light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beeches green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease. O for a draught of... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1846 - 332 pàgines
...moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for Heaven's grace and boon. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. MY heart aches, and a drowsy...lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thtm, light-winged dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 340 pàgines
...arbor take A dewy (lower, oft would that hand appear, And o'er my eyes the trembling moisture shake. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. MY heart aches, and a drowsy...some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe- wards had sunk : MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. 103 'T is not through envy of thy happy lot, But being... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 348 pàgines
...arbor take A dewy flower, oft would that hand appear, And o'er my eyes the trembling moisture shake. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. MY heart aches, and a drowsy...some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe- wards had sunk : 'T is not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1846 - 402 pàgines
...and their chancel vault, The heaven itself, is blinded throughout night. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE.18 My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk. 'T is not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-winged... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pàgines
...den, Arc things to brood on with more ardency Than the death-day of empires. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. Mr heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk ; 'T is not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too hoppy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-winged... | |
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Ode to a Nightingale MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk... 
