| 1822 - 582 strani
...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... | |
| 1822 - 574 strani
...nursling of the sky ; I pass through the pores of the oceans and shores, I change, but I cannot die. For For after the rain, when with never a stain • ,...their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air. I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like... | |
| 1831 - 542 strani
...earth and water, And the nurseling of the sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change but I cannot die. For after the rain, when,...and sunbeams, with their convex gleams Build up the dome of air — I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 strani
...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... | |
| William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 strani
...of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when,...their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like... | |
| William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 strani
...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... | |
| William Martin - 1838 - 368 strani
...earth and water, And the nurseling of the sky : I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when,...their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air — I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb,... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 strani
...of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain, when...their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 strani
...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... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 strani
...the earth and water, And the nursling of the sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; histl I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain. Like a child from the womb, like... | |
| |