 | 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... | |
 | 1822 - 582 strani
...cannot die. c , For For after the rain, when with nerer a stain The pavilion of 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 of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb,... | |
 | 1828 - 814 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...Like a child from the womb, like a .ghost from the tewfe, I arise and unbuild it agai». Shelley. LINES, SUPPOSED TO BE StfGKEN BY A DYING SOW. Weep not... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 strani
...the ocean and shores;* I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain, when with never a -um, I'll-- pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams...their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Likca child from the womb, like... | |
 | 1831 - 542 strani
...daughter of the 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...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... | |
 | 1832 - 598 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...a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, 1 arise and unbuild it again. The following exquisite lines will be acknowledged by all to belong to... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 strani
...daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and muel Taylor Ihe winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 strani
...daughter 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...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... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 strani
...of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky: I pass through the pores of the ocean and snores; 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... | |
 | 1833 - 360 strani
...daughter 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...never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the wind and sunbeams, with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air — I silently laugh at... | |
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I am the daughter 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 with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with... 
