 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
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1837 - 480 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 what 1 am ; And I would hear, yet once before I perish, The voice which was my music — Speak to me! For... | |
 | 470 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 1 am ; And I would hear yet once before I perish The voice which was my music — Speak to me ! For... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1842 - 866 sider
...Which makes me shrink from immortality — A future like the past I cannot rest I know not what I ask, ir ; Apollo still thy long, long summer gilds, Still in his ; ~BYRON'S WORKS. And I would hear yet once before I perish The voice which was my music — Speak... | |
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1844 - 540 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 cal1'd on thee in the still night, Startled the slumbering birds from the hush'd boughs, And woke the... | |
 | 1854 - 694 sider
...changed for thee. ***** I cannot rest. I know not what I ask, nor what I seek : I feel but what thon art — and what I am ; And I would hear yet once...perish The voice which was my music — speak to me ! ***** Speak to me 1 tho' it be in wrath ; but say — 1 reck not what — but let me hear thee once... | |
 | Hugh Swinton Legaré - 1845 - 606 sider
...Which makes me shrink from immortality — A future like the past. I cannot rest ; I know not what I asked, nor what I seek: I feel but what thou art —...on thee in the still night, Startled the slumbering birds from the hush'd boughs, And woke the mountain wolves, and made the caves Acquainted with thy... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1846 - 848 sider
...Which makes me shrink from immortality— A future like tho past. I cannot rcsL 1 know not what I ask Ve, who do compass earth about, and dwell lubller...mountains inaccessible are haunts, .nd earth's «nd calPd on thee m the still night, Startled the slumbering birds from the hush'd bc'ighs, Am! woke the... | |
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1846 - 692 sider
...shrink from immortality — A future like the p:ist ! ( cannot rest. I know not what 1 a.sk, nor what 1 seek : I feel but what thou art — and what I am...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... | |
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1846 - 794 sider
...mnkes me shrink from immortality— A future like the past ! I cannot rest. 1 know nol what I ask, nor what I seek: I feel but what thou art — and...I perish, The voice which was my music. — Speak lo me ! For I have call'd on thee in the still night. Startled the slumbering birds from the husb'd... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1846 - 1068 sider
...from immortality — A future like the past. I cannot rest. 1 know not what I ask, nor what I seek: 1 feel but what thou art— and what I am ; And I would hear, yet once before 1 perish, The voice which was my music — Speak to me! For I have call'd on thee in the still night,... | |
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