 | 1822 - 574 pagini
...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 • ,...own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise, and unbuild it again.' — pp. 199, 200.... | |
 | 1822 - 582 pagini
...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,...cenotaph, - « And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise, and unbuild it again.' — pp. 199, 200.... | |
 | 1828 - 814 pagini
...die. For after the rain wbem with never a staua The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and the sunbeams with their convex gleams Build up the blue...own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a .ghost from the tewfe, I arise and unbuild it agai». Shelley. LINES, SUPPOSED... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pagini
...the ocean and shores;* I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain, when with never a -um, I'll-- dows now ! And from my brain to my dull brow The heavy...The tears which fell from her wan eyes Glimmcr'd Likca child from the womb, like a ghost fro m-th* tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. TO A SKYLARK.... | |
 | 1831 - 542 pagini
...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, with never a stain, 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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pagini
...nursling of the sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. i 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 pagini
...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...own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. The following exquisite... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pagini
...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 with never a stain. The pavilion...cenotaph, And out. of the caverns of rain. Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. FROM " THE A SENsiTiVF.-plant... | |
 | 1833 - 360 pagini
...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 wind and sunbeams, with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air — I silently laugh at... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1833 - 850 pagini
...of the ocean and shores ; 1 change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when, with never a »tain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex glenm», Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns... | |
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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... 
