 And we will sleep a pleasant sleep, And not a care shall dare intrude, To break the marble solitude, So peaceful and so deep. And hark ! the wind-god, as he flies, Moans hollow in the forest trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze, Mysterious music dies....  The Poetical Works of Henry Kirke White - الصفحة 173بواسطة Henry Kirke White - 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 252عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
 | 1809 - عدد الصفحات: 572
...gusty breeze. Mysterious music dies. Sweet flower! llmt requiem wild is mine, It warns me to the lowly shrine, The cold turf altar of the dead. My grave...lone spot, Where, as I lie, by all forgot, A dying fragrant thou wilt o'er my ashes shed. MORTUARY. Died, on the 10th of January last, on his passage... | |
 | 1804 - عدد الصفحات: 994
...trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze Mysterious music dies. Sweet flow'r that requiem wild ¡я mm, It warns me to the lonely shrine, The cold turf altar of the dead ; My grave shall be in von lone spot, W here as I lie by nil forgot, A dying fragrance thou wilt o'er my «w shed." This is... | |
 | Samuel Cooper Thacher, David Phineas Adams, William Emerson - 1806 - عدد الصفحات: 796
...hollow in the forest trees, And sailing on the ¡rusty bree/e Mysterious musick dies. Sweet flow'r, that requiem wild is mine, It warns me to the lonely...the dead ; My grave shall be in yon lone spot, Where .is I lie by all forjrot, A living fragrance thou wilt o'er my ashci bhcd. hung. THE BOSTON REVIEW.... | |
 | Samuel Cooper Thacher, David Phineas Adams, William Emerson - 1806 - عدد الصفحات: 788
...musick dies. •S wt • t flovy'r, that requiem wild is mint, It w:irns me to the lonely shrine, T!ie cold turf altar of the dead ; My grave shall be in yon lone spot, Where as I lie by all"forgx)t, A dying- fragrance thou wilt o'er BiJ ashen slicd. THE BOSTON REVIEW. AUGUST, 1806. Librum... | |
 | Henry Kirke White - 1807 - عدد الصفحات: 344
...hark ! the wind-god as he flies, Moans hollow in the Forest-trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze Mysterious music dies. Sweet flower, that requiem...forgot, A dying fragrance thou wilt o'er my ashes shed. 3. TO THE MORNING. Written during Illness. BEAMS of the day-break faint ! I hail Your dubious hues,... | |
 | Henry Kirke White, Robert Southey - 1808 - عدد الصفحات: 380
...And hark! the wind-god as he flies, Moans hollow in the Forest-trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze Mysterious music dies. Sweet flower, that requiem...thou wilt o'er my ashes shed. TO THE MORNING: Written during Illness. BEAMS of the day-break faint! I hail Your dubious hues, as on the robe Of night, which... | |
 | Henry Kirke White - 1808 - عدد الصفحات: 698
...And hark! the wind-god as he flies, Means hollow in the Forest-trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze Mysterious music dies. Sweet flower, that requiem...dying fragrance thou wilt o'er my ashes shed. TO THE MORNINGi Written during Illness. • • .1 BEAMS of the day-break faint! I ban Your dubious hues,... | |
 | 1808 - عدد الصفحات: 596
...And hark! the wind-god as he flies, Moans hollow in the Forest trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze Mysterious music dies. Sweet flower, that requiem...forgot, A dying fragrance thou wilt o'er my ashes shed." 'Vol. I. p. 19 There is a tenderness of thought and expression in the last stanza, which, at this time,... | |
 | Henry Kirke White - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 400
...hark ! the wind-god, as he flies, Moans hollow in the forest-trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze, Mysterious music dies. Sweet flower ! that requiem...thou wilt o'er my ashes shed. TO THE MORNING. WRITTEN DURING ILLNESS. BEAMS of the day-break faint ! I haiV Your dubious hues, as on the robe Of night, which... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 324
...hark ! the wind-god as he flies, Moans hollow in the forest trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze, Mysterious music dies. Sweet flower! that requiem...be in yon lone spot, Where as I lie, by all forgot, STANZAS. MOORE, A beam of tranquility smil'd in the West, The storms of the morning pursued us no more... | |
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