 | John Miller D. Meiklejohn - 1880 - 426 σελίδες
...be : Shadow of annoyance never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. e. Waking or asleep, thou of death must deem Things more...is fraught : Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. 7. Yet if we could scorn pride, and hate, and fear ; If we were things born not... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 σελίδες
...? With thy clear, keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never come near thee : Thou sineerest laughter With some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.... | |
 | Anna Callender Brackett - 1881 - 348 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.... | |
 | Austin Barclay Fletcher - 1881 - 454 σελίδες
...want. 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 the saddest thought. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than nil treasures That in... | |
 | Elizabeth Spooner - 1881 - 302 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...laughter With some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest sorrgs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear r If... | |
 | 1909 - 1190 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.... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1992 - 226 σελίδες
...ignorance of pain? With thy clearjoyance 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. Better... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1994 - 752 σελίδες
...cannot be: Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee: Thou lovest; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. 80 Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more...is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. 90 Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not... | |
 | William Harmon - 1998 - 386 σελίδες
...Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee: Thou lovest, but never knew love's sad satiety. Waking as asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and...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. Better... | |
 | Frances Mayes - 2001 - 548 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. 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... 
