 This punishment for both — that thou wilt be One of the blessed — and that I shall die ; For hitherto all hateful things conspire To bind me in existence — in a life Which makes me shrink from immortality — A future like the past. I cannot rest....  Southern Review - Side 371831Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | 1817 - 708 sider
...Which makes me shrink from immortality— A future like the past I cannot rest, I know not what I ask, nor what I seek: I feel but what thou art, and what...on thee in the still night, Startled the slumbering birds from the hushed boughs, And woke the mountain wolves, and made the caves Acquainted with thy... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - 98 sider
...makes me shrink from immortality — A future like the past. I cannot rest. I know not what I ask, nor what I seek : I feel but what thou art — and...voice which was my music — Speak to me ! For I have call'd on thee in the still night, Startled the slumbering birds from the hush'd boughs, And woke the... | |
 | 1817 - 670 sider
...makes me shrink from immortality — A future like the past. I cannot rest. I know not what I ask, nor what I seek : I feel but what thou art — and...The voice which was my music — Speak to me ! For 1 have call'd on thee in the still night, Startled the slumbering birds frotn the hush'd boughs, u... | |
 | 1817 - 694 sider
...shrink from immortality— A future like the past. I cannot rest, I know not what I ask, nor what 1 seek : I feel but what thou art — and what I am; And I would hear yet once before I peiiah. The voice which was my music— Speak 1* me! For I have called on tliee in the still night,... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 502 sider
...were not made To torture thus each other, though it were The deadliest sin to love as we have loved. The voice which was my music— Speak to me! For I have call'd on thee in the still night, Startled the slumbering birds from the hush'4 boughs, And woke the... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 210 sider
...makes me shrink from immortality — A future like the past. I cannot rest. I know not what 1 ask, nor what I seek : I feel but what thou art — and...voice which was my music— Speak to me ! For I have call'd on thee in the still night, Startled the slumbering birds from the hush'd boughs, And woke the... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1818 - 216 sider
...Which makes me shrink from immortality— A future like the past. I cannot rest. I know not what I ask, nor what I seek : I feel but what thou art — and...voice which was my music — Speak to me ! For I have call'd on thee in the still night, Startled the slumbering birds from the hush'd boughs, And woke the... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1819 - 88 sider
...makes me shrink from immortality — A future like the past. I cannot rest. I know not what I ask, nor what I seek : I feel but what thou art — and...before I perish .. . The voice which was my music — Speak^to_meJ_ For I have call'd on thee in the still night, Startled the slumbering birds from... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1820 - 306 sider
...makes me shrink from immortality — A future like the past. I cannot rest. I know not what I ask, nor what I seek : I feel but what thou art — and...voice which was my music — Speak to me ! For I have call'd on thee in the still night, Startled the slumbering birds from the hush'd boughs, And woke the... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 sider
...makes me shrink from immortality — A future like the past. I cannot rest; I know not what I ask, nor what I seek : I feel but what thou art — and...perish The voice which was my music — Speak to me I For I have call'd on thee in the still night. Startled the slumbering birds from the hush'd houghs,... | |
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