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 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - Страниц: 607
...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... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - Страниц: 410
...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...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 - 1847
...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...one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ; And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1847
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 | Half hours - 1847
...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...one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ; And by the incantation of this verse. Scatter, as from an... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847
...the forest is : What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies EE 2 Will take from both a deep autumnal tone, Sweet though...one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ; And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849 - Страниц: 391
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 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849
...me thy lyre, even as the forest ¡0 : What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The tumult of th^ mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep autumnal...one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ; And, by tlie incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - Страниц: 567
...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...one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ; And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an... | |
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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! 
