 Some might lament that I were cold, As I when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan ; They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not — and yet regret, Unlike this day, which, when the...  New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register - 第 314 頁由 編輯 - 1824完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 頁
...in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, loo soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan ; They might lament — for I am one Whom men love... | |
 | 1840 - 368 頁
...cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. f 166 CHARLES WOLFE. Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this...They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not — and yet regret, Unlike this day, which, when the sun Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger,... | |
 | 1840 - 528 頁
...in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this...might lament — for I am one Whom men love not,— and yet regret ; Unlike this day, which, when the sun Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger,... | |
 | 1840 - 378 頁
...grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament that T were cold, As I, when this sweet day is gone, Which...They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not — and yet regret, Unlike this day, which, when the sun Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 402 頁
...brain its last monotony. Some might lament that I were eold, As I when this sweet day is gone, Whieh my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with this...They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not, — and yet regret, Unlike this day, whieh, when the sun Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger,... | |
 | Lyre - 1841 - 374 頁
...in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this...They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not : — and yet regret, Unlike this day, which, when the sun Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger,... | |
 | Lyre - 1841 - 366 頁
...in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this...They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not : — and yet regret, Unlike this day, which, when the sun Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger,... | |
 | 1842 - 538 頁
...the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. " Some might lament that I were cold, As I, when this...They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not, — and yet regret, Unlike this day, which, when the sun Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 頁
...monotony. 1 A line мен» to have been lost at this place, probably by an oversight of the transcriber. Oh ! were I by your bounty fed! Nay, gentle lady,...orphan boy has pride. Lady, you weep ! — haï — ; and yet regret, Unlike this day, which, when the «un Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 頁
...monotony. 1 A lino seems to have been lost at this place, probably by an oversight of the transcriber. ve the horizon, decoratin ; and yet regret, Unlike this day, which, when the sun Shall on its stainless glory set, Will linger,... | |
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