 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
 | Daphne Smith Giles - American fiction - 1856 - 246 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
...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
...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... | |
 | 1917
...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
...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... | |
 | Schoolroom poetry, S. R. - 1860
...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... | |
 | John Connery - Elocution - 1861 - 395 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 upbuild it again. SHELLEY. SIR GALAHAD. My good blade carves the casques of men, My tough... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - Children's poetry - 1861 - 212 pages
...pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. Eor 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 cenotaph,... | |
 | Nelson Thomas and sons, ltd - 1862
...pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For, after the rain, when, with never ;t stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds...ghost from the tomb, I rise and upbuild it again. 8HELLES. THE EVENING CLOUD. A CLOUD lay cradled near the setting sun ; A gleam of crimson tinged its... | |
 | Thomas Arnold - 1862
...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." 4. The philosophical is distinguished from the didactic poem by the absence... | |
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