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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: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when,... "
English Prose and Poetry (1137-1892) - Page 475
by John Matthews Manly - 1916 - 792 lehte
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Recollections of a Literary Life

Mary Russell Mitford - 1855 - 580 lehte
...ecstasy I Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears is vain, — 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, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic...
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The Poets of the Nineteenth Century, 1808. köide

Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - 436 lehte
...eestasy ! 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...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements,...
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Select specimens of the English poets, ed. by A. De Vere

Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - 298 lehte
...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...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic...
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The Cornhill Magazine, 47. köide

William Makepeace Thackeray - 1883 - 826 lehte
...rhyme, Still would'st tliou sing, and I have ears ia vair. — 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, sick fcr hone, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Charmed magic casements,...
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Nightingale Valley: A Collection, Including a Great Number of the Choicest ...

William Allingham - 1860 - 316 lehte
...1 Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. VII. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry...that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements...
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Poets of England and America; being selections from the best authors of both ...

England - 1860 - 532 lehte
...Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become« sod. vn. Thou was not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic...
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A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 lehte
...ecstasy! Still woulrlst 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...that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic...
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The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language

1863 - 982 lehte
...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...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic...
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"Under Green Leaves.": A Book of Rural Poems

Richard Henry Stoddard - 1865 - 116 lehte
...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...found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home. She stood in tears amid the alien corn : The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic...
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Spring-time with the poets, poetry selected and arranged by F. Martin

Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 lehte
...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...that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic...
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