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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... "
The Poetical Works of John Keats: In Two Parts - الصفحة 105
بواسطة John Keats - 1846
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The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, المجلد 201

1905 - عدد الصفحات: 606
...love-poet's most perfect rhythm was mingled with its notes as he listened to the song, — ' Thou wert not born for death, Immortal Bird, No hungry generations tread thee down.' Amongst the ripples of every stream he caught echoes of Wordsworth's river sonnets, and whether alone,...

The Indicator, المجلد 1

Leigh Hunt - 1820 - عدد الصفحات: 432
...Still wonltlit thou sing, and I have ears in vain-— . i <. ' To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, siek for Imme, Ste ttood in tears amid the alien corn ; The sume that oft-times hath Charm'd magic...

The Edinburgh magazine, and literary miscellany, a new series of ..., المجلد 7

1820 - عدد الصفحات: 596
...ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have eats in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! ,.„, ' No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I heat this passing night, was heard In ancient days by çmperor and clow» : Perhaps the self-same song...

Spirit of the English Magazines, المجلد 10

1821 - عدد الصفحات: 488
...high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations teead thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In antient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Tbro' the sad heart...

Time's Telescope for ... ; Or, A Complete Guide to the Almanack

1823 - عدد الصفحات: 400
...ecstasy ! Still wonldst thou siug, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In antient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart...

Lord Byron and Some of His Contemporaries: With Recollections of ..., المجلد 1

Leigh Hunt - 1828 - عدد الصفحات: 512
...ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—- To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry...and clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The...

Abaddon, the Spirit of Destruction: And Other Poems

Sumner Lincoln Fairfield - 1830 - عدد الصفحات: 172
...himself. What can be more distinct, beautiful, and true, than this address to the nightingale : — " Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I heard this passing night, was heard In ancient days, by emperor and clown ; Perhaps the self same song...

The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of ..., المجلد 2

William Hone - 1830 - عدد الصفحات: 868
...7. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird I No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice 1 hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same sons that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid...

Abaddon, the Spirit of Destruction: And Other Poems

Sumner Lincoln Fairfield - 1830 - عدد الصفحات: 172
...wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I heard 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, when, sick for home, She stood in tears...

Classic Tales: Designed for the Instruction and Amusement of Young Persons

1833 - عدد الصفحات: 188
...Keats's sweet description of this poetic warbler. (Her mother gives her a book, and Ann reads.) " Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry...voice I hear this passing night, was heard In ancient clays, by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self same song that found a path Through the sad heart of...




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