 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pages
...is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we coutd scorn Bate, eridge Belter than all measure* Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 pages
...pain is fraught: Our sweetest songs are those that tell the saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born...That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness LEIGH HUNT. TO HIS SON, SIX YEARS OLD, DURING SICKNESS. SLEEP breathes at last from out thee, My little... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pages
...that tell of saddest thought _ Yet if we could ecorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things bom er tread, How calm and sweet the victories of life, How terrorlesfi the triumph of the grave ! arc Ibund, Thy skill to poet were, thou scomer of the ground .' Teach me half the gladness That thy... | |
 | John Timbs - 1832 - 442 pages
...a cloud of fire ; The deep blue thou wingest, And singing .still doit soar ami soaring ever nngest. Teach me half the gladness ' ' ' That thy brain must...know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow. ' r The world should listen then, as I am listening now.* * See the ' Beauties of Shelley,' IBmo, 1830.... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pages
...some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better... | |
 | 1835 - 598 pages
...pain is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought ! Yet if we could scorn, Hate, and pride, and fear ! If we were things born...tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near ?" Of those compositions which are purely descriptive, the well-known stanzas to the " Medusa of Leonardo... | |
 | Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 pages
...pain is fraught: Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought ! Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear— If we were things born...tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near !' " By the middle of this month we shall lose sight entirely of that most airy, active, and indefatigable... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 pages
...tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things bom Mot to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should...That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scomer of the ground ! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 pages
...that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things horn Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever...Better than all measures . Of delightful sound, Better thun all treasures, That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground ! Teach... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 pages
...pain is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought . Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born...Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever could come near. Better than all measures Of delight and sound, Better than all treasures That in books... | |
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Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. 
