 | 1822 - 582 pàgines
...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 pàgines
...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 pàgines
...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 pàgines
...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 pàgines
...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 pàgines
...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 pàgines
...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 pàgines
...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 pàgines
...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 pàgines
...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... | |
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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, 80 ••I silently laugh at my own cenotaph. 
