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" The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me ; my spirit's bark is driven Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given. The massy earth and sphered skies are riven ! I am borne darkly, fearfully,... "
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One ..., Том 1

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 страници
...me. Consuming the last clouds of cold mortality. LV. The breath whose might I have invoked in soog Descends on me ; my spirit's bark is driven Far from...given ; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven! 1 am borne darkly, fearfully, afar ; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of...

The republic of letters, [ed.] by A. Whitelaw, Том 3

Alexander Whitelaw - 1833 - 448 страници
...of cold mortahty. The breath whose might I have invoked in so .g Descends on me ; my spirit's bnrk is driven Far from the shore, far from the trembling...star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are. THE CRUCIFIXION. PB SRELLEV. Imitated from the Italian of Crescembinii I ASKED the Heavens;—" What...

The Southern literary messenger, Том 5

1839 - 876 страници
...author: "The breath, whose might I have invoked in song, Descends on me ; my spirit's bark is driven Par from the shore, far from the trembling throng, Whose...like a star, Beacons from the abode where the eternal are.1* Shelley. III. The continuance of grief is like that of clouds. When it is very serene, it soon...

The Republic of Letters: A Selection, in Poetry and Prose, from the ..., Том 3

Alexander Whitelaw - 1835 - 460 страници
...trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given ; The massy earth and sphered .-kit's are riven : I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar; Whilst...star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are. PB SHELLEY. THE CRUCIFIXION. Imitated from the Italian of Crescembini. I ASKED the Heavens ; — "...

Southern Literary Messenger, Том 5

1839 - 914 страници
...things. ii. The last lines of the Adonais ! how singularly do they adumbrate the fate of their author: " The breath, whose might I have invoked in song, Descends...like a star, Beacons from the abode where the eternal are.4 Shelley. m. The continuance of grief is like that of clouds. When it is very serene, it soon...

The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 страници
...remained of where it had been- — who but will regard as a propheey the last stanza of the" Adonais!" The breath, whose might I have invoked in song Descends...The massy earth and sphered skies are riven ! I am horne darkly, fearfully, afar ; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais,...

The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Том 1

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 396 страници
...mirrors of The fire for which all thirst, now beams on me, Consuming the last clouds of cold mortality. The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends...burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adouais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are. MISCELLANEOUS. TO E*** V»*»....

The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 402 страници
...propheey the last stanza of the" Adonais!" The breath, whoso might I have invoked in song Deseends on me ; my spirit's bark is driven, Far from the shore,...veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Deaeons from the abode where the Eternal are. * Captain Roberts watehed the vessel with his glass from...

The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Том 13

1848 - 614 страници
...has remarked — with words almost prophetic of his own approaching fate. "The breath, whose might 1 have invoked in song, Descends on me : my spirit's...star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are." At no period of Shelley's life did he enjoy good health ; and v.'hen he and Byron lived in the same...

Littell's Living Age, Том 89

1866 - 924 страници
...shore, far from the trembling throng, Whose sails were never to the tempest given. The massy earth, the sphered skies are riven ! I am borne darkly, fearfully...star, Beacons from the abode where the eternal are." Let us hope that in the crisis ofthat terrible storm, when his bark did go down, there was time given...




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