 | Helen A Hertz - 1879 - 292 trang
...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.... | |
 | David Charles Bell - 1879 - 556 trang
...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 joys we ever should come near.... | |
 | Choice poems - 1879 - 206 trang
...cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.1 Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more...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 joys we ever should come near.... | |
 | mrs. William Thomas Greenup - 1880 - 328 trang
...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 joys we ever should come near.... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1880 - 460 trang
...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.... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1880 - 426 trang
...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.... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1880 - 444 trang
...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...is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Nrc — shsi £ ex. lor iirr joy vf erer should come near. Of <fe££*c& mad, e... | |
 | Joseph Angus - 1880 - 726 trang
...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...is fraught : Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddast thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1880 - 452 trang
...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...: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught ; Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 trang
...cannot be: Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee. [sa-tiety. Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more...is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. SHELL EY. 423 Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear — If we were things... | |
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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... 
