 | 1822 - 582 頁
...heaven is bare, . j And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air. I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, - « And out...ghost from the tomb, I arise, and unbuild it again.' — pp. 199, 200. There is a love-sick lady, who ' dwells under the glaucous caverns of ocean,' and... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 頁
...ere the storm. Like a sister and brother The child and the ocean still smile on each other, \Yhilst TO A SKYLARK. HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou...from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profusa strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a... | |
 | 1828 - 814 頁
...heaven is bare, And the winds and the sunbeams with their convex gleams Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the...Like a child from the womb, like a .ghost from the tewfe, I arise and unbuild it agai». Shelley. LINES, SUPPOSED TO BE StfGKEN BY A DYING SOW. Weep not... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 頁
...headlong speed, And bow their burning crest, and glide in fire Under the waters of Hie earth again. TO A SKYLARK. HAIL to thee blithe spirit ! Bird thou...strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher Prom the earth thou springest jLike a cloud of fire," The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 頁
...heaven is bare, And Ihe winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the...ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. TO A SKYLARK. HAIL to ihee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it. Higher... | |
 | 1831 - 542 頁
...of heaven is bare. And the winds and sunbeams, with their convex gleams Build up the dome of air — I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the...child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb I rise and upbuild it again. A LEGEND OF THE NORTH. traction of beneficence, that drew the refugees of... | |
 | 1832 - 598 頁
...heaven is bare. And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the...a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, 1 arise and unbuild it again. The following exquisite lines will be acknowledged by all to belong to... | |
 | John Timbs - 1832 - 442 頁
...has not any pretensions to the hilarity of the former. The ill-fated Shelley has some exquisite lines to a sky-lark : — Hail to thee, blithe spirit ;...unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the cloud ihou springest, Like a cloud of fire ; The deep blue thou wingest, And singing .still doit soar... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 頁
...heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the...ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. The following exquisite lines will he acknowledged by all to belong to the class under which we have... | |
 | 1832 - 1042 頁
...periodicals. I am, &c. JAMES M'QuEEN. Glasgow, December 1lth, 1831. THE SWAN AND THE SKYLARK. BY SIRS HEMANS. Hail to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert,...full heart. In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. SHEL7-EV. MIDST the long reeds that o'er a Grecian stream Unto the faint wind sigh'd melodiously, And... | |
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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 their convex gleams Build up the blue dome of air... 
