 | Diane Ravitch, Michael Ravitch - Literary Collections - 2006 - 512 pages
...Perhaps the selfsame song 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...hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. VIII Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from... | |
 | Dave Kindred - Sports & Recreation - 2006 - 384 pages
...life is but transitory, and so is beauty. He understood all of it. Everything. He said to himself, 'Forlorn! the very word is like a bell to toll me back from thee to my sole self He knew that he was dying. But he also knew that he had tasted the beauties of life. And he wrote the... | |
 | 2006 - 346 pages
...eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. 8 Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is farn'd to do, deceiving elf. 'o Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive... | |
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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 selfsame song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick... 
