| 1822 - 582 oldal
...heaven is bare, . j And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air. I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, - « And out...ghost from the tomb, I arise, and unbuild it again.' — pp. 199, 200. There is a love-sick lady, who ' dwells under the glaucous caverns of ocean,' and... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 oldal
...heaven is bare, And Ihe winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the...ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. TO A SKYLARK. HAIL to ihee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it. Higher... | |
| 1831 - 542 oldal
...of heaven is bare. And the winds and sunbeams, with their convex gleams Build up the dome of air — I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the...child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb I rise and upbuild it again. A LEGEND OF THE NORTH. traction of beneficence, that drew the refugees of... | |
| William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 oldal
...heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the...ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. The following exquisite lines will he acknowledged by all to belong to the class under which we have... | |
| 1833 - 360 oldal
...heaven is bare, And the wind and sunbeams, with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air — I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the...the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and rebuild it again." * • Cloud, by PB Shelley. It must be admitted, that in the early stages of society... | |
| William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 oldal
...heaven is bare, And the winds and the sunbeams with their convex gleams Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the...ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. L'ALLEGRO ; OR, THE MERRY MAN.— Milton. Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest midnight... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 oldal
...heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the...ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. AN EXHORTATION. CH AMEI.BONS feed on light and air ; Poets' food is love and fame : I f in this wide... | |
| William Martin - 1838 - 368 oldal
...heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams, with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air — I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the...child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I rise and upbuild it again. THE SKY-LARK. Hail to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 oldal
...up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh 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. HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird tbou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Poorest... | |
| 1847 - 640 oldal
...heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams, with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the...child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I rise and upbuild it again." It is seldom that the clouds are completely motionless ; the pleasure we... | |
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