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" The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven, Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven! I am borne darkly, fearfully,... "
Rambles and Reveries - 198. oldal
szerző: Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - 436 oldal
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in ..., 1. kötet

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 oldal
...the last clouds of cold mortality. LV. The breath whose might I have invoked in soog Descends on me ; my spirit's bark is driven Far from the shore, far...Whose sails were never to the tempest given ; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven! 1 am borne darkly, fearfully, afar ; Whilst burning through...

The republic of letters, [ed.] by A. Whitelaw, 3. kötet

Alexander Whitelaw - 1833 - 448 oldal
...of cold mortahty. The breath whose might I have invoked in so .g Descends on me ; my spirit's bnrk is driven Far from the shore, far from the trembling...Whose sails were never to the tempest given ; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven : I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar; Whilst burning through...

The Southern literary messenger, 5. kötet

1839 - 876 oldal
...author: "The breath, whose might I have invoked in song, Descends on me ; my spirit's bark is driven Par from the shore, far from the trembling throng, Whose sails were never to the tempest given. The massy earth and sphered skies are riven ; I am borne darkly, fearfully afar ; Whilst burning through...

The Republic of Letters: A Selection, in Poetry and Prose, from ..., 3. kötet

Alexander Whitelaw - 1835 - 460 oldal
...of cold mortality. The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me ; my spirit's bnrk is driven Far from the shore, far from the trembling...Whose sails were never to the tempest given ; The massy earth and sphered .-kit's are riven : I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar; Whilst burning through...

The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 oldal
...propheey the last stanza of the" Adonais!" The breath, whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me ; my spirit's bark is driven, Far from the shore, far...Whose sails were never to the tempest given ; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven ! I am horne darkly, fearfully, afar ; Whilst burning through...

Southern Literary Messenger, 5. kötet

1839 - 914 oldal
...adumbrate the fate of their author: " The breath, whose might I have invoked in song, Descends on me ; my spirit's bark is driven Far from the shore, far...throng, Whose sails were never to the tempest given. The massy earth and sphered skies are riven ; I am borne darkly, fearfully afar ; Whilst burning through...

The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, 1. kötet

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 396 oldal
...Adonais?" The breath, whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me ; my spirit's bark is driven. Par from the shore, far from the trembling throng, Whose sails were never to the tempest given ; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven I I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar ; Whilst burning through...

Rambles and Reveries

Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - 988 oldal
...Stains the white radiance of Kternity, Until Death tramples it to fragments. * * * * My spirit's hark is driven Far from the shore, far from the trembling...joy to pass the spring-days amid the ruined baths of Caracalla, and to seek the corridors of the Coliseum at moonlight. He loved to watrh the growth of...

The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, 13. kötet

1848 - 614 oldal
...prophetic of his own approaching fate. "The breath, whose might 1 have invoked in song, Descends on me : my spirit's bark is driven Far from the shore, far...Whose sails were never to the tempest given ; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven ! I am borne darkly, fearfully afar ; Whilst, burning through...

The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 oldal
...brother bard : — The breath, whose might I have invoked in aonf, Descends on me ; my frpirit's hark is driven, Far from the shore, far from the trembling...Whose sails were never to the tempest given ; The massy earth and sphered skies lire riven ; I nm home darkly, fearfully, afar; Whilst burning throngh...




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