 Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is: What if my leaves are falling like its own! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!  The Musical Quarterly - Stran 91uredili: - 1923 - 204 straniCelotni ogled - O knjigi
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 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 strani
...heavy weight of hours has chain'd and bow'd One loo like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud. Make sails outspread, Two lovely children run an endless r arc falling like its own ! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 strani
...chain'd and bow'd One too like thee : tameless, and swift, and proud. V. SHELLEY'S POETICAL WORKS. Be thou, spirit fierce. My spirit ! Be thou me, impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe... | |
 | Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 strani
...fill (Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air) With living hues and odours plain and hill ! Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is : What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The tumult of the mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, spirit... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 strani
...heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed One too like thee : tameless, and swift, and proud. Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is : What if my leaves...both a deep autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fieree, My spirit ! Be thou me, impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 396 strani
...heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed One too like thee : tameless, and swift, and proud. Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is : What if my leaves are falling like its owu ! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep autumnal tone, Sweet though in... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - 638 strani
...weight of hours has chain'd and bow'd One loo like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud. V. i Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is: What if my leaves...falling like its own! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies 457 Will lake from both a deep, autumnal lone, Sweet, though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fierce, My... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - 450 strani
...heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed One too like thee : tameless, and swift, and proud. Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is : What if my leaves...like its own ! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies EE 2 Will take from both a deep autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fierce My spirit... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 580 strani
...weight of hours has chained and bowed One too, like thee : tameless, and swift, and proud. v. Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is ; What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The tumults of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep autumnal tone. Sweet though in sadness.... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1847 - 580 strani
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