 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 páginas
...falling like its own ! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal lone. Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me* impetuous one! Drive my dead thought* over the universe Like wither d leaves, to quicken a new birth ! Aud, by the... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 páginas
...chain'd and bow'd One too like thee : tameless, and swift, and proud. V. SHELLEY'S POETICAL WORKS. ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withcr'd leaves, to quicken я new birth! And, by the... | |
 | Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 páginas
...me thy lyre, even as the forest is : What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The tumult of the mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep autumnal...spirit fierce, My spirit ! be thou me, impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like wither'd leaves to quicken a new birth." " There is... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 páginas
...: j What if my leaves are falling like its own! | The tumuli of thy mighty harmonies 457 Will lake from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet, though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fierce, My ipiril ! Be thou me, impetuous one .' Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like wither'd leaves,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 páginas
...me thy lyre, even as the forest is : What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fieree, My spirit ! Be thou me, impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 396 páginas
...me thy lyre, even as the forest is : What if my leaves are falling like its owu ! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep autumnal...though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fierce, My spirit ! lie thou me, impetuous oue ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 580 páginas
...me thy lyre, even as the forest is ; What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The tumults of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep autumnal...spirit fierce, My spirit ! Be thou me, impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ; And by the... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - 578 páginas
...me thy lyre, even as the forest is : What if my leaves arc falling like its own ! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep autumnal...spirit fierce, My spirit ! Be thou me, impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ; And, by the... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - 450 páginas
...the forest is : What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies EE 2 Will take from both a deep autumnal tone, Sweet though...spirit fierce My spirit ! Be thou me, impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ; And, by the... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849 - 406 páginas
...me thy lyre, even as the forest ¡0 : What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The tumult of th^ mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep autumnal...spirit fierce, My spirit ! Be thou me, impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ; And, by tlie... | |
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Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is. What if my leaves are falling like its own! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! 
