 ... bright chains Eat with their burning cold into my bones. Heaven's winged hound, polluting from thy lips His beak in poison not his own, tears up My heart; and shapeless sights come wandering by, The ghastly people of the realm of dream, Mocking me...  Poetical Works - Pagina 429door Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1865Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | 1848 - 744 pagina’s
...talking of " the genii of the storm" is very questionable taste, yet what noble lines succeed : — And yet to me welcome is day and night, Whether one breaks the hoar-frost of the morn, Or, starry, dim, and slow, the other climbs The leaden-colour'd East ; for... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pagina’s
...The ghastly people of the realm of dream, Mocking me: and the Earthquake-fiends are charged To wrench & /H& / ޗ/ V. In!, from their loud abysses howliug throng The genii of the storm, urging the rage Of whirlwind,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pagina’s
...howling tlirong 'he genii of the storm, urging the rage f whirlwind, and afflict me with keen hail. nd 4 " Ce &pl+S R G= _ ko -¹n: L @ mom, Эг starry, dim, and slow, the olher climbs 'he leadon-color'd east ; for then they lead 'he... | |
 | Aeschylus - 1832 - 84 pagina’s
...bring A longing after day, $c. P. 8, L. 16, 17, 18. 23-4. aapivia ci act, 17 iTOtKl\lilJLWV I'i'^,. Whether one breaks the hoar frost of the morn, Or...and slow the other climbs The leaden-coloured east. SHELLEY, PROM. UNB. -and feel by turns the bitter change Of fierce extremes, extremes by change more... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 pagina’s
...The ghastly people of the realm of dream, Mocking me: and the Earthquake-fiends are charged To wrench the rivets from my quivering wounds When the rocks...and night, Whether one breaks the hoar frost of the mom, Or starry, dim, and slow, the other climbs The leaden-color'd east j for then they lead The wingless,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 pagina’s
...The ghastly people of the realm of dream, Mockingme:and the Earthquake-fiends are charged To wrench the rivets from my quivering wounds When the rocks...whirlwind, and afflict me with keen hail. And yet to me weleome is day and night, Whether one breaks the hoar frost of the morn, Or starry, dim, and slow,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 402 pagina’s
...Earthquake-fiends are eharged To wreneh the rivets from my quivering wounds When the roeks split and elose again behind : While from their loud abysses howling...genii of the storm, urging the rage Of whirlwind, and affliet me with keen haiL And yet to me weleome is day and night, Whether one breaks the hoar frost... | |
 | 1842 - 538 pagina’s
...ghastly people of the realm of dream, Mocking me ; and the Earthquake-fiends are charged To wrench the rivets from my quivering wounds, When the rocks...me welcome is day and night, Whether one breaks the hoar-frost of the morn, Or starry, dim, and slow, the other climbs The leaden-coloured east ; for then... | |
 | 1842 - 818 pagina’s
...below, Have its deaf wares not heard my agony T Ah me ! alas, pain, pain ever, for ever !" » * * * "And yet to me welcome is day and night, Whether one...morn. Or starry, dim and slow, the other climbs The leaden-color'd east ; for then they lead The wingless, crawling hours, One among whom — As some dark... | |
 | 1872 - 862 pagina’s
...The ghastly people of the realm of dream. Mocking me; and the earthquake-fiends are charged To wrench the rivets from my quivering wounds When the rocks...close again behind : While from their loud abysses bowling throng The genii of the storm, urging the rage Of whirlwind, and afflict me with keen hail.... | |
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