 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866 - 726 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. PB SHELLEY 107 EARLY DEATH SHE pass'd away, like morning dew, before the sun was high ; so brief her... | |
 | Frederick Saunders - 1866 - 412 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. To a Skylark : — Hail to thee, blithe spirit ! bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it,... | |
 | Penny readings - 1866 - 264 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. CORPORAL CRUMP 8 NARRATIVE. JOHN MILLS. Author of " The Belle of the Village," " Old English Gentleman,"... | |
 | George H. STRUTT - 1866 - 260 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. Shelley. XLV. SPRING MEMORIES. When I hear the the waters fretting, When I see the chesnnt letting... | |
 | English poetry - 1866 - 192 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. SHELLEY. THE SAXON TONGUE. Now gather all our Saxon bards, Let harps and... | |
 | Moxon Edward and co - 200 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. DESTRUCTION OF SENNACHERIB. BY LORD BYRON. THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his... | |
 | Woodland - 1868 - 186 oldal
...the winds and sunbeams, with their convex gleams, Huild up the blue dome of air. I silently laugh nt my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like...ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. PB Shelky. On and A RAILWAY JOURNEY. i HE young oak casts its delicate shadow Over the still and emerald... | |
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1868 - 340 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 unbuild it again. — SHELLEY. 59. — STANZA or TWELVE LINES, 7-3. (Couplets and alternate.)... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1868 - 328 oldal
...with their convex gleams, Bnild np the blne dome of air, I silently langh at my own cenotaph, And ont of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and nnbnild it again. AN EXHORTATION. CHAMELEONS feed on light and air; Poets' food is love and fame :... | |
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1869 - 596 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. 40.— COWPER'S GRAVE. ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNISG. [See page 142.] IT is a place where poets crowned... | |
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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 their convex gleams Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh... 
