 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pages
...annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovesl ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Tbou ar!, wh ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we coutd scorn Bate, and pride,... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 1022 pages
...Chorus hymeneal. Or triumphal chant, Matched wit.h thine would be all But. an empty vaunt, — A thine wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects...Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and... | |
 | English literature - 1835 - 598 pages
...waves, or mountains, What shapes of skv or plain, What love of thine own kind ! what ignorance of pain ! Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem, Things...Our sincerest laughter, With some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought ! Yet if we could scorn, Hate, and pride,... | |
 | Thomas Miller - Country life - 1837 - 466 pages
...or mountains 1 What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain 1 Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more...Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught: Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought ! Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride,... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 412 pages
...of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyanee Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came...look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sineerest laughter With some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 348 pages
...Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Tilings more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could...: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride,... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - English language - 1845 - 484 pages
...of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine. Chorus hymeneal, Or triumphal chant, Matched with thine would be all But an empty vaunt...; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought Yet if we could scorn' Hate, and pride,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - Authors, English - 1844 - 738 pages
...or mountains 1 What shapes of sky or plain ! What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain t When both the teacher and the taught are young ; As...a chaste kiss ,•— I learned the little that I for what U not : Our einccrest laughter With some pain is fraught : Our sweetest songs are those that... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
...or mountains ! What shapes of sky or plain ! What love of thine own kind ! what ignorance of pain J is betwixt life and death ; and how 1 bore his death,...afterwards it haunted and haunted me ; and though 1 t We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our nincerest laughter With some pain is fraught... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 292 pages
...hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountain ? What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own...true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy note flow in such a crystal stream ? We look before and afte7, And pine for what is not ; Our sincerest... | |
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Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream? We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our... 
