 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!  Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country - Стр. 35редактор(ы): - 1879Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | 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... | |
 | 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,... | |
 | 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 leaves are falling like its own! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies 457 Will lake from both a deep, autumnal lone,... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - Страниц: 580
...heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed One too, like thee : tameless, and swift, and proud. v. Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is ; What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The tumults of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep autumnal tone.... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - Страниц: 578
...Л heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed Oue too like thee : tameless, and swift, and proud. Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is : What if my leaves arc falling like its own ! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep autumnal tone,... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - Страниц: 584
...heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed One too like thee ; tameless, and swift, and proud . v. 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,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1855 - Страниц: 766
...heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed One too like thee ; tameless, and swift, and proud. v. Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is : What if my leaves are falling like its own 1 The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep autumnal tone,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - Страниц: 770
...heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed One too like thee ; tameless, and swift, and proud. v. 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,... | |
 | 1883 - Страниц: 884
...thorns of life ! I bleed ! Make me thy lyre, even as the forest a ! What if my leaves are falling, like its own ? The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from thee a deep autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness." This wild cry reminds us, by a pathetic law of... | |
 | 1860 - Страниц: 528
...whose unseen presence the leave» dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, * * * * * • 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,... | |
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