 | 1865 - 164 trang
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 | Charles Bilton - 1866 - 264 trang
...shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter...scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever could come near. Better than all measures Of... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 trang
...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...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. Better than all measures... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 574 trang
...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...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. L_ Better than all measures... | |
 | Frederick Saunders - 1866 - 412 trang
...but an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. * * * We look before and after, and pine for what is not ; Our sincerest laughter...is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. * * * Teach me half the gladness that thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1866 - 618 trang
...than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such :i crystal stream ? 18. "We look before and after, and pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter...is fraught : Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. 19. Yet if we could scorn hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born not... | |
 | Penny readings - 1867 - 270 trang
...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...scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever could come near. Better than all measures Of... | |
 | Moxon Edward and co - 208 trang
...we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? XVIII. We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter...is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. XIX. Yet if we could scorn, Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born... | |
 | John Rolfe - 1867 - 404 trang
...Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine. * * * * * We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter...is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. »«»»» Better than all measures Of delight and sound, Better than all treasures... | |
 | John R. Vernon - 1867 - 338 trang
...earth's poetry, from the nightingale's, upward, will have left our songs then ! " We look before and after, And pine for what is not ; Our sincerest laughter...is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought." But this will then and there be no longer the case, for life will no longer be... | |
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We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. 
