 What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields or waves or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be: Shadow of annoyance Never came near...  The Book of Georgian Verse - Page 573redigeeritud poolt - 1909 - 1313 lehteFull view - About this book
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 lehte
...fields, or waves, or mountains ? What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind ] v/liut ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance, Languor...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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1853 - 334 lehte
...shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy keen clear joyance, Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never...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... | |
 | 1853 - 560 lehte
...we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains '.' What shapes of sky or plain...: Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. 42 TO A SKYLARK. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals... | |
 | 1854 - 456 lehte
...we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains ? What shapes of sky or plain...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... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 lehte
...1 What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind 1 what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear, keen joyance,...deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes now in such a crystal stream ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1854 - 322 lehte
...shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy keen clear joyance, Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never...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... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 lehte
...ignorance of pain ? With thy clear, keen joyance Languor can not be : Shades of annoyance Never come near thee : Thou lovest, but ne'er knew love's sad...how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincercst laughter With some pain is fraught... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 lehte
...we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains ? What shapes of sky or plain...annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but no'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep... | |
 | 1855 - 458 lehte
...we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy hnppy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains ? What shapes of sky or plain...Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincercst laughter With some pain is fraught... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 lehte
...feel there is some hidden want. * What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains ? What shapes of sky or plain...Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep We look before and after. And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught... | |
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