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" I am the daughter 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 with never a stain The pavilion of Heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with... "
A course of elementary reading in science and literature, compiled by J.M. M ... - Page 324
edited by - 1882
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

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...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley

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...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Volume 1

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...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley

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...
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The Methodist new connexion magazine and evangelical repository, Volume 71

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...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

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...
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Poetry for Home and School ...

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...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

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...
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The works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, ed. by mrs. Shelley

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...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: complete in one volume

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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