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" I see the Deep's untrampled floor With green and purple seaweeds strown; I see the waves upon the shore, Like light dissolved in star-showers, thrown: I sit upon the sands alone — The lightning of the noontide ocean Is flashing round me, and a tone... "
Poetical Works - Страница 459
по Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1870 - 616 страници
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The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, Том 94

1824 - 798 страници
...green and purple seaweeds etrown ; I see the waves upon the shore, Like light diifolvM in star-ahow'rs, thrown : I sit upon the sands alone, The lightning...ocean Is flashing round me, and a tone Arises from its measur'd motion, How sweet ! did any heart now share in my emotion. Alas ! I have nor hope nor health,...

Spirit of the English Magazines

1824 - 984 страници
...star-showers, thrown : . s!l upon the sands alone, The lightning of the noon-tide ocean Is tbshing round me, and a tone Arises from Its measured motion,...How sweet ! did any heart now share in my emotion. Alas : I have nor hope Dor health, Nor peace within, nor calm around, N'or that content surpassing...

Posthumous Poems of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1824 - 440 страници
...delight, The winds, the birds, the ocean floods, The City's voice itself is soft, like Solitude's. I see the Deep's untrampled floor With green and purple...How sweet! did any heart now share in my emotion. Alas! I have nor hope nor health, Nor peace within nor calm around, And walked with inward glory crowned—...

Knight's Quarterly Magazine, Том 3

1824 - 488 страници
...purple sea-weeds strewn ., . A Unei»Qbviou»ly wanting tere, whwU the Editor lias overlooked. 1 sec the waves upon the shore, Like light dissolved in...How sweet ! did any heart now share in my emotion. Alas ! I have nor hope, nor health, Nor peace within, nor calm around, Nor that content, surpassing...

Posthumous Poems of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1824 - 438 страници
...delight, The winds, the birds, the ocean floods, The City's voice itself is soft, like Solitude's. I see the Deep's untrampled floor With green and purple...: I sit upon the sands alone, The lightning of the noon -tide ocean Is flashing round roe, and a tone Arises from its measured motion, How sweet! did...

Knight's Quarterly Magazine, Том 3

1824 - 486 страници
...sea- weeds strewn ; l see the waves upon the shore, Like light dissolved in gtar-shovrers, lhrovrn ; l sit upon the sands alone, The lightning of the noon-tide...How sweet ! did any heart now share in my emotion. Alas ! I have nor hope, nor health, Nor peace within, nor calm around, Nor that content, surpassing...

The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, Том 94

1824 - 818 страници
...delight, The winds, the birds, the ocean floods, The City's voice itself is soft, like Solihide's. I see the Deep's untrampled floor With green and purple...the waves upon the shore, Like light dissolved in star-show'rs, thrown : I sit upon the sands alone, The lightning of the noon-tide ocean Is flashing...

New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Том 12

Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1824 - 604 страници
...delight. The winds, the birds, the ocean floods. The City's voice itsrlf is soft, like Solitude's. " I see the Deep's untrampled floor With green and purple...the waves upon the shore. Like light dissolved in star-shower», thrown t I sit upon the sands alone, The lightning of tbe noon-tide ocean Is flashing...

Miscellaneous Poems

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 страници
...delight, The winds, the birds, the ocean floods, The City's voice itself is soft, like Solitude's. ^v I see the Deep's untrampled floor With green and purple...How sweet ! did any heart now share in my emotion. Alas ! I have nor hope nor health, Nor peace within nor calm around, Nor that content surpassing wealth...

The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, Том 1

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 498 страници
...delight — The winds, the birds, the ocean floods, The city's voice itself is soft, like Solitude's. I see the Deep's untrampled floor With green and purple...How sweet ! did any heart now share in my emotion. Alas ! I have nor hope nor health, Nor peace within, nor calm around, Nor that content surpassing wealth,...




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