 | 1828 - 814 pagina’s
...die. For after the rain wbem with never a staua The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and the sunbeams with their convex gleams Build up the blue...Like a child from the womb, like a .ghost from the tewfe, I arise and unbuild it agai». Shelley. LINES, SUPPOSED TO BE StfGKEN BY A DYING SOW. Weep not... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pagina’s
...the ocean and shores;* I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain, when with never a -um, I'll-- dows now ! And from my brain to my dull brow The heavy...The tears which fell from her wan eyes Glimmcr'd Likca child from the womb, like a ghost fro m-th* tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. TO A SKYLARK.... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 pagina’s
...the sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For liter the rain, when with never a stain, The pavilion of...at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, lake a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. TO A SKYLARK.... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 pagina’s
...heaven is hare, And the winds and sunheams with their convex gleams, Build up the hlue dome of air, 1 silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the...Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomh, I arise and unhuild it again. AN EXHORTAT1ON. CH AMKI.KON8 feed on light and air ; Poets' food... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 396 pagina’s
...heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex Build up the blue dome of air, [gleams, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the...Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the I arise and unbuild it again. [tomb, LOVE'S PHILOSOPHY. THE fountains mingle with the river, And the... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pagina’s
...sphere-fire above, ite soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. I am the daughter of the ame, An 1. ghoet from the tomb, I rise and upbuild it again. To a Skylark. Hail to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pagina’s
...never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, [gleams, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, [tomb, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the I arise and unbuild it again. STANZAS, WRITTEN... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pagina’s
...never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, [gleams, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, [tomb, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the I arise and unbuild it again. STANZAS, WRITTEN... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - 578 pagina’s
...heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex Build up the blue dome of air, [gleams, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the...Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the I arise and unbuild it again. [tomb, LOVE'S PHILOSOPHY. THE fountains mingle with the river, And the... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849 - 406 pagina’s
...heaven is bare, And the winds and the sunbeams with their conver Build up the blue dome of air, [gleams, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the...Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the I arise and unbuild it again. . [tomb, LOVE'S PHILOSOPHY. THE fountains mingle with the river, And... | |
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I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with... 
