| 1822 - 582 páginas
...dome of air. I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, - « And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a 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... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 páginas
...blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child TO A SKYLARK. HAIL to ihee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it. Higher... | |
| William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 páginas
...blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a 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... | |
| 1833 - 360 páginas
...blue dome of air — I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and rebuild it again." * • Cloud, by PB Shelley. It must be admitted, that in the early stages of society... | |
| William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 páginas
...blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. L'ALLEGRO ; OR, THE MERRY MAN.— Milton. Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest midnight... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 páginas
...blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. AN EXHORTATION. CH AMEI.BONS feed on light and air ; Poets' food is love and fame : I f in this wide... | |
| 1846 - 436 páginas
...blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. 34 MAN WAS MADE TO MOURN. BREAK, BREAK, BREAK.— Tennyson. BREAK, break, break, On thy cold, gray... | |
| Half hours - 1847 - 616 páginas
...blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and upbuild it again." 302.— ©f tfie eUotrtmess of tfje PALEY. [WILLIAM PALEY was born at Peterborough,... | |
| Walter Percival - 1848 - 382 páginas
...blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. THE FUGITIVES. BV SHELLEY. I. THE waters are flashing, The white hail is dashing, The lightnings are... | |
| Walter Colton - 1850 - 430 páginas
...blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. WEDNESDAY, MAY 27. We have been becalmed all day between the northeast and northwest trades. The ocean... | |
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