 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 pages
...laughter With some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thou ght. Vet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, .and fear ; If...tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - American poetry - 1830 - 516 pages
...is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught: Our sweetest songs are those that tell the saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride,...tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy... | |
 | 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 Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books arc Ibund, Thy... | |
 | Thomas Miller - Country life - 1837 - 466 pages
...or mountains 1 What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain 1 Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more...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 Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 348 pages
...Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Tilings more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could...tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures, That in books are found, Thy... | |
 | William Martin - Readers - 1838 - 368 pages
...shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind ? What ignorance of pain ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter...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... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 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 should come near. Better than all measures . Of delightful sound, Better thun all treasures, That in books are found,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - English poetry - 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 come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 pages
...laughter With some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. XDC. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ;...tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 402 pages
...what is not : Our sineerest laughter With some pain is fraught ; 2GO 261 XIX. Yet if we eould seorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born...shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should eome near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are... | |
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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. 
