 | English literature - 1820 - 606 pages
...eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—- To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
 | 1820 - 596 pages
...eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth tby soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have eats in vain— To thy high... | |
 | 1821 - 488 pages
...to-morrow. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still won lost thou sing, and I have ears in vain—- To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
 | Almanacs, English - 1823 - 400 pages
...Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easy Death, Called him ioft mimes in many a mused rhyme, . To take into the air my quiet...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wonldst thou siug, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
 | John Keats - 1926 - 738 pages
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 | English letters - 1826 - 638 pages
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 | Leigh Hunt - Authors - 1828 - 512 pages
...eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death ; Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—- To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou... | |
 | William Hone - Days - 1830 - 868 pages
...eves. 6. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into...thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod. 7.... | |
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Darkling I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While... 
