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" Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth... "
Spring-time with the poets, poetry selected and arranged by F. Martin - Page 183
by Frances Martin - 1866
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Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, Volume 1

Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 pages
...to be heard. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee ilown : The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, O|>ening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. — Forlorn...
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The Beauties of the British Poets, with a Few Introductory Observations

George Croly - English poetry - 1854 - 426 pages
...die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such au ecstasy ! Still would'st thou sing, and I have ears...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears timid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic...
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Pictorial Calendar of the Seasons, ...

Mary Botham Howitt - Country life - 1854 - 592 pages
...thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for earth, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down...amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Chann'd magic casements, opening on the foam, Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the...
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Chambers's Pocket Miscellany, Volumes 5-6

1854 - 400 pages
...While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and l,have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod....days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same sons; that found a path Through the Bad heart of Ruth, when, sick for homo, She stood in tears amid...
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The modern reader and speaker

David Charles Bell - 1856 - 466 pages
...Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown, Through verdurous blooms, and winding mossy ways. Darkling, I listen ; and, for many a time, I have...In ancient days, by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self- same song, that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in...
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Poetry: selected for the use of schools and families by A. Bowman

Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 pages
...! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. VII. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry...Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of lluth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times...
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The Poetical Works of John Keats

John Keats - 1856 - 326 pages
...immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard lu ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same...amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of pei-ilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. 8. Forlorn...
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Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places, and People, Volume 2

Mary Russell Mitford - American literature - 1857 - 374 pages
...leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of bees on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a...tears amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes bath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn. Forlorn...
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The Poets of the Nineteenth Century, Volume 1808

Robert Aris Willmott - American poetry - 1857 - 436 pages
...cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such au eestasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—-...amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the...
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The Poets of the Nineteenth Century

Robert Aris Willmott - American poetry - 1857 - 426 pages
...pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vainTo thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born...amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the...
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