 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1893 - 696 pages
...be wearied out. Then wander o'er city and sea and land, Touching all with thine opiate wand — 1u. When I arose and saw the dawn, I sighed for thee ;...Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. IV. Thy brother Death came, and cried, 'Wouldst thou me?' Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1894 - 860 pages
...Then wander o'er city and sea and land, Touching all with thine opiate wandCome, long-sought 1 IIL When I arose and saw the dawn, I sighed for thee ;...Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Iv. Thy brother Death came, and cried, 'Wouldst thou me?' Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured... | |
 | 1894 - 706 pages
...eyes of day, Kiss her until she be wearied out. Then wander o'er city, and sea, and land, Touching all with thine opiate wand— Come, long-sought! When...And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like on unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death came, and cried, " Wouldst thou me P " Thy sweet... | |
 | John Ulrich Ransom - German language - 1894 - 172 pages
...eyes of day, Kiss her until3 she be wearied out, Then wander o'er city [and] sea and land, Touching4 all with thine opiate wand. Come, long-sought ! '' When I arose and saw the dawn, I sighed for thee ; When6 light rode high, and the dew was gone, And noon lay heavy on flower" and tree," And the weary... | |
 | Margaret Sullivan Mooney - English literature - 1895 - 350 pages
...Then wander o'er city and sea and land, Touching all with thine opiate wand — Come, long sought! When I arose and saw the dawn, I sighed for thee ;...heavy on flower and tree, And the weary Day turned to her rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother, Death, came, and cried,... | |
 | American poetry - 1923 - 748 pages
...the eyes of Day, Kiss her until she be wearied out : Then wander o'er city and sea and land, Touching all with thine opiate wand — Come, long-sought!...unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death came, and cried Wouldst thou me? Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noon-tide bee,... | |
 | Harold Bloom - Literary Criticism - 1980 - 436 pages
...late lyric To Night on the deep level of stance. Shelley, rising and seeing the dawn, sighs for night: "When light rode high, and the dew was gone, / And noon lay heavy on flower and tree." This is "the weight of primary noon" from which Stevens shrinks in The Motive for Metaphor, still "desiring... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - Poetry - 1994 - 752 pages
...wander o'er city, and sea, and land, Touching all with thine opiate wand Come, long sought! 3 When 1 arose and saw the dawn, I sighed for thee; When light...turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, 20 Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me? Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured... | |
 | Sadie Montgomery - Fiction - 2007 - 225 pages
...back to her. His eyes cast down toward the ground, he dared to recite the next strophe of the poem: When I arose and saw the dawn, I sighed for thee;...Lingering like an unloved guest. I sighed for thee. The poet's words hung suspended between them. Christine was the first to rise. "I must be getting back.... | |
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Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noontide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me ? And I replied, No, not thee... 
