 | John Charles Curtis - 1863 - 178 psl.
...not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught : Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride,...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... | |
 | Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot - 1863 - 540 psl.
...; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate and pride...Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever could come near." How strong is the contrast with Wordsworth's " Skylark" ! Shelley's is far the more... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1863 - 614 psl.
...laughter wifli sonic pain is fraught : Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. 1 9. Y8t if we could scorn hate, and pride, and fear ; If we...not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever could come near. 20 Better than all measures of delight and sound, Better than all treasures that in... | |
 | 1864 - 402 psl.
...not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride,...That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then, .as I am listening now. This, again, is true... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1864 - 344 psl.
...cannot be: shadow of annoyance never came near thee: thou lovest; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety. Better than all measures of delightful sound, better...that thy brain must know, such harmonious madness from my lips would flow the world should listen then, as I am listening now! PB SHELLEY UP with me!... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - 554 psl.
...not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught : Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride,...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... | |
 | David Grant - 1865 - 428 psl.
...Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better...That thy brain must know ; Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, Die world would listen then, as I am listening now. SHELLEY. THE SKYLARK.... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 psl.
...not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride,...That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then, as I am listening now. PB Shelley. LIX. THE... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 574 psl.
...not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride,...tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. L_ Better than all measures Of delightful sound; Better than all treasures That in books are found,... | |
 | Charles Bilton - 1866 - 264 psl.
...not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught : Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride,...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. 
