| 1842 | |
| It would thy brain unsettle even to hear. | 1798 |
It would thy brain unsettle even to hear.
| 1842 | |
| Peaceful as some immeasurable plain By the first beams of dawning light impress'd, | 1798 |
Peaceful as some immeasurable plain
By the first beams of dawning light impress'd,
| 1827 | |
| ... has its hour of rest, That comes not to the human mourner's breast. I too was calm, though heavily distress'd! | 1798 1802 |