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" I sighed for thee ; When light rode high, and the dew was gone, And noon lay heavy on flower 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,  "
Interpretations of Literature - Page 302
by Lafcadio Hearn - 1915
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Knight's Quarterly Magazine, Volume 3

1824 - 488 pages
...saw the dawn,. I sighed for thee, When light rode high, and the dew was gone, And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest,...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...
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Posthumous Poems of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1824 - 440 pages
...saw the dawn, I sighed for thee; When light rode high, and the dew was gone, And npon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured...
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Miscellaneous Poems

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 pages
...gone, And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary Day turned to is rest, Lingering like tm unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death...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...
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The American Monthly Magazine, Volume 1

1829 - 440 pages
...saw the dawn I sighed for thco ; When light rode high, and the dew was gone, And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest,...replied No, not thee ! " Death will come when thou are dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled ; Of ncither would I ask the boon I...
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The American Monthly Magazine, Volume 1

1829 - 434 pages
...saw the dawn I sighed for thee ; When light rode high, and the dew was gone, And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest,...replied No, not thee ! " Death will come when thou are dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled ; Of neither would I aak the boon I...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pages
...child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmur'd like a noontide bee, Shall I nestle near thy «ide 1 Would«! thou me!— And I replied, No, not thee! Death will come when thon art dead. Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled ; Of neither would I ask the boon...
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The Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, with His Life, Volume 1

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1834 - 888 pages
...sighed for thee ; When light rode high, and the dew was gone, And noon 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? Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 pages
...saw the dawn, I sighed for thee ; When light rode high, and the dew was gone, And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary day turned to his rest,...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 ? —...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 pages
...saw the dawn, I sighed for thee ; When light rode high, and the dew was gone, And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary day turned to his rest,...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 ? —...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 pages
...saw the dawn, I sighed for thee ; When light rode high, and the dew was gone, And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest,...unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death eame, and cried, Wouldst thou me ! Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noon-tide...
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