Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled; Of neither would I ask the boon I ask of thee, beloved Night— Swift be thine approaching flight, Come soon, soon! The Atlantic Monthly - Page 6651912Full view - About this book
| Percy Bysshe Shelley - English poetry - 1824 - 438 pages
...and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me...Wouldst thou me ? — And I replied, No, not thee ! Death will come when thou art dead, .' « Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled ;... | |
| English fiction - 1824 - 486 pages
...and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother, Death, came and cried, Wouldst thou me...Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noontide bee, Wouldst thou me? — And I replied, No, not thee ! Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soon... | |
| Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 pages
...and tree, And the weary Day turned to is rest, Lingering like tm unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me...I nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me ? — And 1 replied, No, not thee ! Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soonSleep will come when thou... | |
| 1829 - 434 pages
...tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, * I sighed for thee. " Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me...side, Wouldst thou me ? And I replied No, not thee ! " Death will come when thou are dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled ; Of... | |
| 1829 - 440 pages
...and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. " Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me...side, Wouldst thou me ? And I replied No, not thee ! " Death will come when thou are dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled ; Of... | |
| Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1834 - 888 pages
...lay heavy on flower and Irre, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me?...the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noon-tide bee, Shall 1 nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me ?— *And I replied, No, not thee ! Death will come when thou... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 412 pages
...brother, Death, came, and cried, Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child, Sleep, thy filmy-eyed, Murdered like a noon-tide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side...Wouldst thou me ? — And I replied, No, not thee ! Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soon ! Sleep will come when thou art fled ; Of neither... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 336 pages
...and tree, And the weary day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee ! Thy brother, Death, came, and cried, Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child, Sleep, thy filmy-eyed, Murdered like a noon-tide hee, Shall I nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me ? —... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 348 pages
...and tree, And the weary day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee ! Thy brother, Death, came, and cried, Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child, Sleep, thy filmy-eyed, Murdered like a noon -tide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me ? —... | |
| Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 pages
...Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death eame, and cried, Wouldst thou me ! Thy sweet child Sleep,...Wouldst thou me ! — And I replied, No, not thee ! Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled ; Of neither... | |
| |