 I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep: a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why; until there rose From the near schoolroom, voices, that, alas! Were but one echo from a world...  Tait's Edinburgh Magazine - Page 25edited by - 1846Full view - About this book
 | Robert Walsh - Serial publications - 1836 - 522 pages
...spirit's sleep: a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, and knew not why ; until there rose From the near school-room,...grating strife of tyrants and of foes. " And then I clasped my hands and looked around, But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which poured their... | |
 | Charles White - 1837 - 1106 pages
...glad to escape into the little wood, a part of which was included within our bounds. There I walked, " And wept, I knew not why, until there rose, From the...— The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foeg."* * Dedication to Shelley's " Revolt of Islam." The ahove lines evidently allude to Shelley's... | |
 | Henry Fothergill Chorley - 1838 - 190 pages
..." I do remember well the hour which hurst My spirit's sleep, a fresh May dawu it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew...The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. '1 ---JA-..I And then I clasped my hands, and looked around;— But none was near to mock my streaming... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - English poetry - 1838 - 634 pages
...spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dnwn it was, When I walk'd forth upon the glittering grass. And wept, 1 knew not why ; until there rose From the near school-room,...The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. 4. And then I clasp'd my hands and look'd around — — But none was near to mock my streaming eyes,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 pages
...I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew...grating strife of tyrants and of foes. And then I clasped my hands and looked around, But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which poured their... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 402 pages
...I do remember well the hour whieh burst My spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why : until there rose From the near sehool-room, voiees, that, alas ! Were but one eeho from a world of woes — The harsh and grating... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
...burst My spirit's »leep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grafts, hat they please no more ; Now pall the tasteless meats,...the soothing strain, Hitfusc the tuneful lenitives clasped my hands and looked around, But none was near to mock my streaming eyes, Which poured their... | |
 | Robert Chambers - Authors, English - 1844 - 738 pages
...which burst My spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grase, , power, and pelf, , The wretch, concentred all i bnt one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. And then... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1846 - 610 pages
...I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep ; a fresh May-dawn it was, When I wnlk'd forth upon the glittering grass, And wept — I knew...why ; until there rose, From the near school-room, voiorls, that, alas ! Were but one echo from a world of .woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - 638 pages
...first The clouds which wrap this world from youth die pass. I do remember well the hour which bunt My spirit's sleep : a fresh May-dawn it was, When...The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes. 5. And from that hour did I with earnest thought Heap knowledge from forbidden mines of lore. Yet nothing... | |
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