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" Sound, colour — in whatever checks that Storm Which with the shattered present chokes the past; And in that best philosophy, whose taste Makes this cold common hell, our life, a doom As glorious as a fiery martyrdom; Her spirit was the harmony of truth. "
Nell, the kitchen angel, and other poems - 36. oldal
szerző: Leslie THAIN - 1885 - 65 oldal
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 607 oldal
...philosophy, whose tasle Makes this cold common hell, our life, a doom As glorious as a fiery martyrdom ; Grigg рт* I sprang, as one «mdall'd with plumes of fit. And towards the loadstar of my one desire. I flitted,...

The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 603 oldal
...philosophy, whose taste Makes this cold common hell, our life, a doom As glorious as a fiery martyrdom ; Her Spirit was the harmony of truth, — Then, from the caverns of my dreamy youth. I sprang, as one sandall'd with plumes of fire. And towards the loadstar of my one desire, I flitted, like a dizzy moth,...

The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 363 oldal
...As glorious as a fiery martyrdom ; Her Spirit was the harmony of truth. — Then, from the eaverns of my dreamy youth I sprang, as one sandalled with plumes of fire, And towards the loadstar of my one desire, I flitted, like a dizzy moth, whose flight Is as a dead leaf's in the owlet...

The works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, ed. by mrs. Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847
...philosophy, whose taste Makes this cold common hell, our life, ж doom As glorious as a fiery martyrdom ; Her Spirit was the harmony of truth. — Then, from the caverns of my dreamy youth I sprang, as one sanMalled with plumes of fire, And towards the loadstar of my one desire, I flitted, like a dizzy moth,...

The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849
...philosophy, whose taste Makes this cold common hell, our life, a doom As glorious as a fiery martyrdom ; Her Spirit was the harmony of truth. — Then, from...one sandalled with plumes of fire, And towards the loadstar of my own desire, I flitted, like a dizzy moth, whose flight Is as a dead leaf's in the owlet...

Love Vs. Marriage, 1. kötet

M. Edgeworth Lazarus - 1852 - 12 oldal
...philosophy whose taste Makes this cold common hell, our life, a doom As glorious as a fiery martyrdom ; Her spirit was the Harmony of Truth. Then from the caverns of my dreamy youth I sprang, as one sandaled with plumes of fire, And toward the load-star of my one desire I flitted like a dizzy moth,...

The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, 2. kötet

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855
...philosophy, whose taste Hakes this cold common hell, our life, a doom As glorious as a fiery martyrdom : Her spirit was the harmony of truth. Then, from the...one sandalled with plumes of fire, And towards the loadstar of my one desire I flitted, like a dizzy moth, whose flight Is as a dead leafs in the owlet...

The Poetical Works of Coleridge and Keats with a Memoir of Each ...

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1855
...philosophy, whose taste Makes this cold common hell, our life, a doom As glorious as a fiery martyrdom : Her spirit was the harmony of truth. Then, from the...dreamy youth I sprang, as one sandalled with plumes ot fire, And towards the loadstar of my one desire 1 flitted, like a dizzy moth, whose flight Is as...

The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley: With Notes

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1860 - 498 oldal
...philosphy, whose taste Makes this cold common hell, our life, a doom As glorious as a fiery martyrdom ; Her Spirit was the harmony of truth. — Then, from...one sandalled with plumes of fire, And towards the loadstar of my one desire, I flitted, like a dizzy moth, whose flight Is as a dead leafs in the owlet...

The British Poets, 4. kötet

1855
...philosophy, whose taste Makes this cold common hell, our life, a doom As glorious as a fiery martyrdom : Her spirit was the harmony of truth. Then, from the...one sandalled with plumes of fire, And towards the loadstar of my one desire I flitted, like a dizzy moth, whose flight Is as a dead leafs in the owlet...




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