 | Richard Robert Madden - Authors, Irish - 1855 - 608 pages
...dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, E'en as the winds and waters are; I could lie like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have home, and still must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - 772 pages
...surround ; Smiling they live, and call life pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; 1 could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, anJ yet must... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - 770 pages
...surround ; Smiling they live, and call life pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; Which I have borne, and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1855 - 766 pages
...surround ; Smiling they live, and call life pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; 1 could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - American poetry - 1857 - 426 pages
...— Smiling they live, aud call life pleasure ; — To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And 1 might feel in the warm air My cheek grow wet, aud hear the sea Hrcathe o'er my dying brain its last... | |
 | Sarah Carter Edgarton Mayo - American poetry - 1847 - 344 pages
...Nor peace within, nor calm around, Nor that content surpassing wealth, The sage in meditation found. I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life and care Which I have borne, and yet must bear.' Such seasons are not to be wondered at. Apart from... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - American poetry - 1858 - 642 pages
...— Smiling they live, and call life pleasure ; — To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...might steal on me. And I might feel in the warm air Some might lament that I was cold, As I, when this sweet day is gone, • Which my lost heart, too... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - American poetry - 1858 - 644 pages
...— Smiling they live, and call life pleasure: — To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds...must bear. Till death, like sleep, might steal on inc. And I might feel in the warm air Some might lament that I was cold, As I, when this sweet day... | |
 | 1858 - 812 pages
...life pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. " Yet now despair itself is mild, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne,...might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My chock grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. " Some might lament... | |
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Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear... 
