 I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with...  Class-book of English poetry - Page 301by English poetry - 1866Full view - About this book
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 pages
...pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain, when, with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare,...child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. SHELLEY. SPRING SHOWERS. THE north-east spends his rage ; he now shut up... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1860 - 522 pages
...ocean and shores) I change,' but I cannot die. For after the rain, when With never a stain,. .. .. JL . The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and...out of the caverns of rain, •' • . Like a child ftom the womb, like a ghost from the tomb; (i -_T I rise and unbuild it again. 91 ' . " . . . TO A... | |
 | Half hours - 1856 - 676 pages
...pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when, with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare,...laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of raiu, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and upbuild it again." 285.-ADVICE... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1856 - 474 pages
...pavilion of heaven is hare, And the winds and sunheams, with their convex gleams, Build up the hlue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph,...out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womh, like a ghost from the tomh, I rise and uphuild it again. BHMJJSY. XXI. HYMN OF NATURE. "SEVERAL... | |
 | Daphne Smith Giles - American fiction - 1856 - 264 pages
...nurseling of the t-ky, 1 pass through the pores of the ocean and shores, I change, but I cannot die, For after the rain, with never a stain The pavilion of...bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex g' earn a. Build up the blue dome of air, J silently laugh at my cenuhiph, And out of tiie caverns... | |
 | David Charles Bell - 1856 - 466 pages
...pass through the pores of the ocean and shores; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain, when, with never a stain The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleama Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph ; And out of the caverns... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1856 - 518 pages
...Build up the blue dome of air — I silently laugh at my own cenotaph,2 And out of the caverns of ram, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I rise and unbuild it again. Shelley. THE MITHEKLESS BAIRN.3 WHEN a' ither bairnies4 are hushed to their hame... | |
 | American essays - 1917 - 996 pages
...killed, there will be songs again,' the Irish poet, departing for the front, has bidden us remember. Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, humanity arises and builds it again. And so we are brought back to the injustice done to the young... | |
 | 1858 - 460 pages
...pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain, when with never a stain The pavilion of heaven is bare,...child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. BREAK, BREAK, BREAK.— Tennyson. BREAK, break, break, On thy cold, gray... | |
 | S. R. - 1860 - 306 pages
...pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain, when with never a stain The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and the sunbeams, with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air — I silently laugh at my own... | |
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