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" Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear... "
Miscellaneous Poems - 50. lappuse
autors: Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 144 lapas
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Spirit of the English Magazines

1824 - 984 lapas
...despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear. Till deatb like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the...
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The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal, 31. sējums

1831
...despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down' like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and...sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Alas ! the coming event had indeed cast its shadow before. The fatal catastrophe was made known to...
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Knight's Quarterly Magazine, 3. sējums

1824 - 488 lapas
...; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the load of care Which I have borne and still must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on...my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament when I were cold, As I when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults...
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New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, 12. sējums

Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1824 - 598 lapas
...despair itself is mild, Even a» the wind» and water» are) I could He down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and...feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the »ta Breathe o'er my dying brain its Ust monotony. ' 'Ч "Some might lament tiiai I were cold, As 1,...
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The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, 94. sējums

1824 - 818 lapas
...despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and...might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My check grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament...
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New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, 12. sējums

Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1824 - 604 lapas
...winds and waters are j I could lie down like a tired child. And weep away the life of care Which I bave borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might...warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe oVr my dying brain its lust monotony. 44 Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this sweet...
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Knight's Quarterly Magazine, 3. sējums

1824 - 486 lapas
...; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the load of care Which I have borne and still must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on...My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er rny dying brain its last monotony. Sonic might lament when I were cold, As I when this sweet day is...
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The New Annual Register, Or General Repository of History, Politics, and ...

1825 - 828 lapas
...despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death-like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air . My cheek grow cold, and hear...
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Lord Byron and Some of His Contemporaries: With Recollections of ..., 1. sējums

Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 512 lapas
...despair itself is mild, Ev'n as the winds and waters are ; / could lie down like a tired child, And u-eep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must...feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the tea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. "Some might lament that I were cold, As I when this...
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Lord Byron and Some of His Contemporaries: With Recollections of ..., 1. sējums

Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 500 lapas
...despair itself is mild, Ev'n as the winds and waters are ; / could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and...bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And 1 might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last...
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