 | Henry William Dulcken - 1860 - 230 σελίδες
...Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Tilings more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could...laughter With some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest songs arc those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were... | |
 | Alexander Winton Buchan - 1861 - 128 σελίδες
...pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking...thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 σελίδες
...pain 1 With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking...: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught ; Onr sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride,... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1862 - 578 σελίδες
...pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking...thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.... | |
 | John Charles Curtis - 1863 - 178 σελίδες
...pain 1 With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking...thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever could come near. Better... | |
 | 1863 - 438 σελίδες
...pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking...thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1863 - 564 σελίδες
...pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking...thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.... | |
 | 1863 - 392 σελίδες
...pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be; Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking...is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. •we ever could come near. ig;, and fear; .ou scorner of the ground ! ;p; gladness... | |
 | Henry Pitman - 1863 - 780 σελίδες
...? With thy clear keen joyance, Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest — but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking...pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With somc pain is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - 554 σελίδες
...? With thy clear keen joyance La,iguor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking...thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever could come near. Better... | |
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Waking or asleep Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream — Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream? We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our... 
