| English poetry - 1866 - 192 pages
...chained to my chair, Is the million-coloured bow ; The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. I am the daughter...ocean and shores — I change, but I cannot die. For when after the rain, with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams,... | |
| Charles Bilton - 1866 - 264 pages
...sphere-fire above, its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. I am the daughter of the earth and water, And the nursling of the sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and stores I change, but I cannot die. S For after the rain, when, with never a stain, The pavilion of... | |
| George H. STRUTT - 1866 - 260 pages
...chained to my chair, Is the million-coloured bow ; The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nurseling of the sky : I pass thro' the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die.... | |
| Woodland - 1868 - 186 pages
...chained to my chair. Is the million-coloured 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 whores; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain, when with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven... | |
| 1868 - 1048 pages
...The,sturs peep behind her and peer.1' Then at last, how triumphantly it proves its own durability: " I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling...; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores 1 change, but I cannot die. For aftiT the rain, when with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - 1868 - 328 pages
...water, And the nnrsling of the sky ; I pass throngh the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, bnt I cannot die. For after the rain, when with never...The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and snnbeams with their convex gleams, Bnild np the blne dome of air, I silently langh at my own cenotaph,... | |
| Kālidāsa - 1868 - 156 pages
...LONDON; AND 20, SOUTH FREDERICK STREET, EDINBURGH. 1868. 4 I am the daughter of earth and water, And nursling of the sky : I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I never die. 1 / STEPHEN AUSTIN, PRINTER, HERTFORD. PREFACE. THE MEG HA DUTA, OR CLOUD MESSENGER, of... | |
| 1868 - 896 pages
...and drawing in a delicious breath of mingled sunshine, west wind, and frost. " How the clouds melt ! And the winds and sunbeams, with their convex gleams, build up the blue dome of the air." Coming in later, the others found her sitting at the piano in the amethystine twilight, and... | |
| William Davis (B.A.) - 1869 - 200 pages
...chained to my chair, Is the million-coloured bow ; The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. I am the daughter...their convex gleams Build up the blue dome of air, Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened flowers, All that ever was Joyous and... | |
| M. S. Mitchell - 1869 - 416 pages
...to my chair, Is the million-coloured bow ; The sphere-fire above, its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below. I am the daughter...die. For after the rain, when with never a stain, And the winds and sunbeams, with their coivex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh... | |
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