 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838
...chain'd to my chair, Is the million-colour'd how ; The sphere-fire ahove its soft colours wove. While the moist earth was laughing below. I am the daughter...through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, hut I cannot die. For after the rain, when with never a stain. The pavilion of heaven is hare, And... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 363 pages
...to my Is the million-coloured bow ; [chair, The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. I am the daughter...nursling of the sky: I pass through the pores of the oeean and shores ; I change, but I eannot die. For after the rain, when with never a stain, The pavilion... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840
...to my Is the million-coloured bow ; [chair, The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. I am the daughter...bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex Build up the blue dome of air, [gleams, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 363 pages
...the nursling of the sky: I pass through the pores of the oeean and shores ; I ehange, but I eannot die. For after the rain, when with never a stain,...heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their eonvex Build up the blue dome of air, [gleams, I silently laugh at my own eenotaph, And out of the... | |
 | 1868
...whiten the green plains under ; And then again I dissolve in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. " I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling...ocean and shores — I change, but I cannot die." A further part of the apparatus for the due distribution of water is the inequalities of the earth's... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 504 pages
...chain'd to my chair, Is the million-colour'd bow ; The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. I am the daughter...the sky : I pass through the pores of the ocean and chores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain, when with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1846
...chained to my chair, Is the million-colored bow ; The sphere-fire above its soft colors wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. I am the daughter...stain The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds arid sunbeams, with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 504 pages
...chain'd to my chair, Is the million-colour'd bow ; The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. I am the daughter...with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, [gleams, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847
...to my Is the million-coloured bow ; [chair, The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. I am the daughter...bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex Build up the blue dome of air, [gleams, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - 607 pages
...chain'd to my chair, Is the million-color'd bow ; The sphere-lire above its soft colors wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. I am the daughter...• The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds und sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph,... | |
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