As then to me he seem'd to fly ; And then new tears came in my eye, And I felt troubled — and would fain I had not left my recent chain ; And when I did descend again, The darkness of my dim abode Fell on me as a heavy load ; It was as is a new-dug... The Works of Lord Byron - Page 284by George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1823Full view - About this book
| Franklin Thomas Baker, Ashley Horace Thorndike - Readers - 1918 - 488 pages
...troubled — and would fain I had not left my recent chain ; 10 And when I did descend again, Thei darkness of my dim abode Fell on me as a heavy load...new-dug grave, Closing o'er one we sought to save, — is And yet my glance, too much opprest, Had almost need of such a rest. XIV It might be months,... | |
| Franklin Thomas Baker, Ashley Horace Thorndike - Readers - 1918 - 424 pages
...and all ; The eagle rode the rising blast, 6 Methought he never flew so fast As then to me he seemed to fly ; And then new tears came in my eye, And I...— and would fain I had not left my recent chain ; 10 And when I did descend again, The darkness of my dim abode Fell on me as a heavy load ; It was... | |
| Franklin Thomas Baker, Ashley Horace Thorndike - Readers - 1918 - 424 pages
...and all; The eagle rode the rising blast, 5 Methought he never flew so fast As then to me he seemed to fly; And then new tears came in my eye, And I felt...— and would fain I had not left my recent chain; 10 And when I did descend again, The darkness of my dim abode Fell on me as a heavy load; It was as... | |
| Vida Dutton Scudder - English poetry - 1919 - 572 pages
...and all; The eagle rode the rising blast, Methought he never flew so fast 355 As then to me he seemed to fly, And then new tears came in my eye, And I felt...left my recent chain; And when I did descend again, 360 The darkness of my dim abode Fell on me as a heavy load ; It was as is a new-dug grave, Closing... | |
| Raymond Macdonald Alden - American poetry - 1921 - 450 pages
...fain I had not left my recent chain. And when I did descend again, The darkness of my dim abode 360 Fell on me as a heavy load; It was as is a new-dug...too much opprest, Had almost need of such a rest. It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count, I took no note, I had no hope my eyes to raise,... | |
| Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig, Asa Don Dickinson - American literature - 1922 - 1920 pages
...and all ; The eagle rode the rising blast, Methonght he never flew so fast As then to me he seem'd to fly ; And then new tears came in my eye, And I...too much opprest, Had almost need of such a rest. 3*5 It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count, I took no note, I had no hope my eyes to... | |
| Carlo Formichi - 1924 - 404 pages
...each and all; The eagle rode the rising blast, Methought he never flew so fast As then to me he seem'd to fly; And then new tears came in my eye, And I felt...dim abode Fell on me as a heavy load; It was as is a new- dug grave, Closing o'er one we sought to save, — And yet my glance, too much opprest, Had almost... | |
| George Roy Elliott, Norman Foerster - English poetry - 1923 - 864 pages
...The eagle rode the rising blast, Methought he never flew so fast As then to me he seemed to fly ; 355 And then new tears came in my eye, And I felt troubled...I did descend again, The darkness of my dim abode 360 Fell on me as a heavy load ; It was as is a new-dug grave, Closing o'er one we sought to save,... | |
| Harry Morgan Ayres, Frederick Morgan Padelford - English literature - 1924 - 942 pages
...and all ; The eagle rode the rising blast, Methought he never flew so fast As then to me he seem'd rth. m Now, while the birds thus sing a joyous song,...there came a thought of grief ; A timely utterance It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count, I took no note, I had no hope my eyes to raise,... | |
| Curtis Hidden Page - English poetry - 1924 - 486 pages
...and all ; The eagle rode the rising blast, Methought he never flew so fast As then to me he seem'd to fly ; And then new tears came in my eye, And I...chain ; And when I did descend again, The darkness of tin dim abode Fell on me as a heavy load ; It was as is a new- dug grave. Closing o'er one we sought... | |
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