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" Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek... "
Rutledge - Page 376
by Miriam Coles Harris - 1862 - 504 pages
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The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, Volume 94

English literature - 1824 - 798 pages
...dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could He down like a tired child, And weep away the life of...must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its...
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The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal, Volume 31

English literature - 1831
...secret presentiment of his own death. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down' like a tired child, And weep away...must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its...
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The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, Volume 94

English literature - 1824 - 818 pages
...has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away...must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My check grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its...
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Posthumous Poems of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - English poetry - 1824 - 438 pages
...has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away...must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its...
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New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Volume 12

Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1824 - 598 pages
...er юемиге. " Yet now despair itself is mild, Even a» the wind» and water» are) I could He down like a tired child, And weep away the life of...must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me. And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the »ta Breathe o'er my dying brain...
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New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Volume 12

Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1824 - 604 pages
...winds and waters are j I could lie down like a tired child. And weep away the life of care Which I bave borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me. And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe oVr my dying brain its...
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Miscellaneous Poems

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 pages
...despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; t could lie down like a tired child, An.i weep away the life of care Which I have borne and...must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek, grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain...
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Lord Byron and Some of His Contemporaries: With Recollections of ..., Volume 1

Leigh Hunt - Authors - 1828 - 512 pages
...despair itself is mild, Ev'n as the winds and waters are ; / could lie down like a tired child, And u-eep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the tea Breathe o'er my dying brain its...
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The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, Volume 1

Alaric Alexander Watts - English poetry - 1828 - 430 pages
...is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away this life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear. Till death, like sleep, might steal on me. And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its...
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The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, Volume 1

Alaric Alexander Watts - English poetry - 1828 - 426 pages
...is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away this life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its...
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