 ... Farewell to the festal, the hall of the dance, Where each step is a study, a falsehood each glance; Where the vain are displaying, the vapid are yawning; Where the beauty of night, the glory of dawning, Are wasted, as Fashion, that tyrant, at will...  A Quintette of Graycoats - Page 180by Effie Molt Bignell - 1904 - 220 pagesFull view - About this book
 | 1830 - 388 pages
...tyrant at will Makes war on sweet Nature and eiiles her still. I'm weary, I'm weary, ---I'm offwith the wind: Can I find a worse fate than the one left...? --Fair beings of moonlight, gay dwellers in air, 0 show me your kingdom ! O let me dwell there ! 1 see them, I see them '.--how sweet it must be To... | |
 | Letitia Elizabeth Landon - 1838 - 360 pages
...dawning, Are wasted, as fashion, that tyrant, at will Makes war on sweet Nature, and exiles her still. I'm weary, I'm weary, — I'm off with the wind : Can I find a worse fate than the one left behind Î — Fair beings of moonlight, gay dwellers in air, 0 show me your kingdom ! О let me dwell there... | |
 | L. E. L. (Letitia Elizabeth Landon) - 1839 - 336 pages
...tyrant, at will Makes war on sweet Nature, and exiles her still. 2. I 'm weary, I 'm weary, — I 'm off with the wind : Can I find a worse fate than the...— Fair beings of moonlight, gay dwellers in air, 0 show me your kingdom ! O let me dwell there ! 1 see them, I see them ! — how sweet it must be To... | |
 | Letitia Elizabeth Landon - English poetry - 1839 - 364 pages
...dawning, Are wasted, as fashion, that tyrant, at will Makes war on sweet Nature, and exiles her still. 2. I'm weary, I'm weary, — I'm off with the wind : Can I find a worse fate than the one left behind 1 — Fair beings of moonlight, gay dwellers in air, O show me your kingdom ! O let me dwell there... | |
 | LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON - 1850 - 352 pages
...dawning, Are wasted, as Fashion, that tyrant, at will Makes war on sweet Nature, and exiles her still, 2. I'm weary, I'm weary, — I'm off with the wind :...— Fair beings of moonlight, gay dwellers in air, 0 show me your kingdom! O let me dwell there ! 3. Go harness my chariot, the leaf of an oak ; A butterfly... | |
 | Nicola Bown - Art - 2001 - 264 pages
...dawning, Are wasted, as Fashion, that tyrant, at will Makes war on sweet nature, and exiles her still. 11 I'm weary, I'm weary, - I'm off with the wind: Can...behind? Fair beings of moonlight, gay dwellers in air, 0 show me your kingdom! O let me dwell there! 1 see them, I see them! - how sweet it must be To sleep... | |
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