 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - Страниц: 575
...! A heavy weight of hours has chain'd and bow'd One loo like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud. , for 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 - Страниц: 628
...chain'd and bow'd One too like thee : tameless, and swift, and proud. V. SHELLEY'S POETICAL WORKS. withcr'd leaves, to quicken я new birth! And, by the incantation of this vene, Scatter, as from an... | |
 | Thomas Miller - 1837 - Страниц: 466
...and 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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - Страниц: 634
...: j What if my leaves are falling like its own! | The tumuli of thy mighty harmonies 457 Will lake from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet, though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fierce, My ipiril ! Be thou me, impetuous one .' Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like wither'd leaves,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - Страниц: 408
...! A 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...autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fieree, My spirit ! Be thou me, impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - Страниц: 396
...! A 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... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - Страниц: 402
...Will take from both a deep autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fieree, My spirit 1 Be thou me, impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quieken a new birth ; And, by the ineantation of this verse, Seatter, as from an unextinguished hearth... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - Страниц: 638
...heavy 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...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 - Страниц: 450
...! A 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...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... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1847 - Страниц: 580
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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... 
